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trouble in Hustle
Andrews, and they my brothers
Never ain't seen the gold
See them tell on one another

Shit make me don't wanna hustle
Damn, I swear
All I

and retwist a loc
We talking bands then I'm talkin' a lot
He makin' "hit after hit" but it flop
See blood and I'm fiendin'
My shawty a demon, surrounded by

for your soul
You can't arrest him
He's made out of gold

Andy boy. What you gonna do
those young boys. What ya gonna try
Morals gone. The police have

songs
And there's a little bit of Cherokee
Indian in my eyes
There's a whole lot Hank underneath
This hat of mine

Andrew Jackson, he was my kind of hero

Hypothetically

The Wilkinsons

Here and Now

2000

(Andrew M. Gold/Gary Burr)

Let's just say it's raining
And you come in where it's dry
And we strike a conversation
While the storm is rolling

Puffin That Stuff  lyrics, music, arrangement by Andrew M. Cohen
Earwig Music Company, Inc. 
 
Down in Memphis Tennessee,
They got a little somethin'

then I get distracted
Cause I'm always on some money like I'm Andrew Jackson, boy you
Know what this is, I ain't even gotta tell ya'
When the shit go

carry-on
Blinged out watch, what time we on?
Yeah it's angel time, so carry on

Dumb bitch! I don't fuck with you
I only fuck with my boy Andrew
Jackson, all

the gun
And seh yuh better shoot
If yuh want to wear a better suit
Yuh want fi drive a coupe
Wear a couple gold chain and
Sleep with couple prostitute
Dem

out for the team Then wait on Results/
That was Saint Andrew's damnit I hated the coach/

Entering raffles - I was Doing the most /  Paying to play for

Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!

that gold I give you new fashion 
All Andrew Jackson's yo wrist be flashing
Outfits be matching seatbelts be fastened 
I'm on yo team bae I am

entertainment
All-access passes, gold plates on top of silk fabrics (yeah, yeah)
Backstage to Backpage got bitches by the duos (yeah)
Palace like a group home,

Disciple

Nas

Street's Disciple

2004

Disciple (street's)
Disciple (street's)
Disciple (street's)
Disciple (Esco)

Like Paul, Michael and Matthew, Peter, James and Andrew
Phillip, Simon

the mainstream?

Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two

(Jag out)

Ray told me bring him back some gold
I pulled a bag out
Nigga you mothafuckin hero nigga
I'm a bad guy
Nigga me and you, cops and robbers
You

mein brain on drugs
Hand on snubs on my way to the drugs
Andrew Jackson
Money confession got your bitch undressing
Givin out lessons anybody can get it

Nächstes Mal knacken wir die fünfzig
Denn meine Fans vertrauen mir
Die Platte wird vernünftig
Das Volk ist bereit, Gold ist nicht weit
Wer hätte mir vor paar

That's Mathematics

Tom Lehrer

The Remains of Tom Lehrer

2000

gold can you hold in an elephant's ear?
When it's noon on the moon, then what time is it here?
If you could count for a year, would you get

Booze Me Up and Get Me High

Ween

Live at Stubb's, 7/2000

2002

All that 'schlager at the bar
Flakes of gold swim in my brain
I ate the worm the night before
And tonight I'll probably do it again

Shotgun

the gold medal
I suggest you do the same
You best improve your game or get burnt by the Cantabery Flames
The home town of Anika Moa Crusadin' through this

I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track

Michael Jordan in the back, (got that nine) Olympic
Gold medals for the team I gotta dream just like I’m Martin,
Boutta dozen ni99as in my squad

to bullet proof the windows
Riding thru the city like a MF outlaw
I been had the bitches what the fuck I need the clout for?
Rose gold teeth, they said I had