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Ride Wit Me

Fat Rat Da Czar

Da Cold War 2

2009

want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go

We are living by one conviction
We believe in the strength of people
It's a satanic party, everyone is invited
Calling those who remain

Be

in the flick called "Juice"
Cock is longer than the hat worn by Dr. Seuss
Love a girl in Daisy Dukes like them kids called Duice
Gets paid to sex

She comes while I'm sleeping
Rolls by like a midnight train
I wanna make her stay
She's gotta leave today
She's got her bags packed, some money

The Sweet Life

Every Time I Die

New Junk Aesthetic

2009

But I'm adrift in a sea of temptation

I told you, I told you
A newborn with inadequate skills
I told you, I told you
Turn the party up, honesty be

In the darkness they arise
Demons lurking with their lies
Angels standing brave and strong
In this eternal clash we all belong

Demons dance with

[Verse]
She's a diamond in the rough
Shining bright
A new girl in town
With a smile that ignites
Everyone's attention
When she walks by
The dance

Dance
Dance with me
Don’t worry about these men lurking
We came here to party
Have a good time
Baby, move your legs and relax your mind
Just like

So i'll climb and burn the bridge 

Oh, you just turned 40 
Where the hell is your sorry?
I hope your sleeping fine 
With your side of the story

Oh,

I don't want to be killed by kindness,
I don't want your pity none,
Seeing you spin from crisis to blindness,
Staring down the muzzle of a gun
You've

told me and Bob Marley
That we'd need to head to the creek with Chris Farley
Down by the river where my people like to party
Aye, it's like I on't dance

Man, What Do You Wanna Do
When The Party Is Through
And A Lady Wanna Go Home With You
You Search Your Pocket, Ya Soon Aware
That You Don't Have Enough

grabbin' you up, without askin'
Spittin' game to you, wassup
Ma with the action
Niggas lame to you wassup, ma
What's crackin' let's get the party started

nothing but kind to you
But why would I wake up with your ghost?
I guess you don't love me the most
Cause when I tell you stay
You would rather dance

as the trees blow sharply  
Esti sleeping 
she was born last Friday 
how she brightens my day
with nothing but time I ponder the long days 

You are you are my

Mr. Mambo

Tiffany

Greatest Hits

1996

Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul

Mr. Mambo (repeat)

I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like

L.A. pick up the phone
I need to talk to you
Stop sleeping with my new friends
And all the old ones too
Remember when we met?
I thought you thought I

Get the right clothes 
Say the right wo-o-ords 
But I just wanna stay ho-o-ome 
And dance with the door closed 

Dancing around in my room 
I'm just

Have a Good Time

Nonchalant

Until the Day

1996

to the next man, with a drink in my hand
It's all about a good time on the weekend
Party on the Sunday when you should be sleeping

(chorus)

(verse 2)
Gin,

more parties until dawn dance from night til day[00:29.18]No more kisses no more hugs[00:30.69]No more barking of the dogs, just the same old thing

with a girl by your side
(With a girl by your side)
Dim the light turn the stereo on
All we need is a hot disco song
Then we’ll boogie till the night is

Christmas cheer

At the Elf Christmas Party
They're done with making toys
Now it's time for making noise
At the Elf Christmas Party
You've never seen a spirit

chest
When you come around the siren's sound and now I'm
Craving you with every breath I take
My favourite mistake
I’ll be Bonnie and you be Clyde
I’ll

Head so cloudy
We get rowdy
Cop a rental
Whip an audi 
Shout out My lil bro
Just watch I will grow
Keep coming hard till 
Y'all stop sleeping on 
Me