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Note-blowin' standard
Scat over improvised ragtime
Red magic, dead rabbit, energize me back dime

My nigga, what's up?
My nigga, what's up?
My nigga,

weren't so blue
It torns our heart in two
And if one day you meet someone new
I'll be over you

Kisses beneath the moonlight
God bless these northern skies

in the Slum Village
Return of the Boom Bap with two million on the wrist
DJ Drama

Ayo, Tom Brown sale surrounded by drug paraphernalia
I dare you

of dawn
Sonneir's got his squeeze box pumping
Thibadeaux's got his fiddle out
Meet me over by the side of the river
There's a big doin's down at Boudreaux's

honey
Granny bitch over here given me gummy
Two rack pair of Vans all on my feet
Micheal Jackson to the pussy nigga i beat
Hear a nigga here trynna kill

there were just two left standin’
And the fiddle players chose, ‘my love is like a red, red rose’
As she shyly took him by the hand and...
We all stood

of the Henny
2 shots of the Goose
Yeah we drinkin' plenty
A bottle of Ciroc 
Shorties wanna pregame 
We already leanin' but
Wait until that Amaretto
That

Let go of stress
Girl I’m a mess out here
I know you
And you know me
I can be outside in 5
That’s a guarantee
Ran two reds
You got me speeding
You call

when you get it,
Hit me back you already know my number

When I eat that pussy I got that meat cleaver (?)
Nigga, I just come when I see blood

He said, "You should come over to my crib, we can beat our meat together"
I said, "Hell yeah, but can you please wear that red shirt"
He said, "Hell

rising up, 
we blaze it up
We get it higher

VERSE 2

We going up
Straight to the sky
Spreading love is the way we get by
Feel the vibes raise it high
It's

Power Circle

Rick Ross

#d3radio: Maybach Music Edition

and put one in the air for me
Tell my enemies fuck 'em, they know already but fuck 'em
Tell 'em again with a middle finger and a chuckle
You don't know nann

It's My Thang

EPMD

The Professional

1998

The blunt, I split that, bust a four wit the kick back
No need to stress that chickenhead nigga, already hit that

[Keith Murray]
I put the pow in the wow

Cool as a breeze, hot as the summer
Ridin' in a Hummer, soundin' like thunder
Lookin' for a missus, wrap her up in kisses
Keep her hella happy by

don't be on no cappin' shit
Yeah, we smoking gas, but we be on that trappin' shit
PT pullin' up in a all black like a shit

Pulled a fifth of red, now I

I fucked your girl
We was all over the bed - I fucked your girl
Man, she even gave me head
- I fucked your girl from time to time
I hate to tell you

I've got two strong drinks
Waiting by the sink
Made 'em myself
Whiskey from the top shelf
Honey won't you come with me
I've got two old chairs

talking, why u on my page u still stalking, 15 I’m already pooping,

Moving fast I got no time, only hard shit is on my mind, red balloons like red moon, all

Two banana clips and they taped up
(Straight up, straight up)
Cut the stove on and let it cake up 
(Straight up, straight up)
Hit it with the cold

Good Lovin'

Slim

Promo Only: Urban Club (December 2008)

stepping for somebody else
Came up to you
So I approached you on the wall
I Started off by saying beautiful
And then I saw
That you already had a man

Yeah (Yeah,)
Okay, okay (King DCN)
Yeah, yeah
(KING DCN) Okay, okay yeah yeah
Yeah, okay, okay Mr. Clementine
FALCON X Pt. 2 is my time to shine

I'd have a headstone
Instead, seven head cracks in a row
When y'all gon' step over y'all bread gone
I'm leanin' on the beam of the Glock and by God,

Saturn returned to cries and my star rose and rose,
I found my little town shoes walking down a red carpet, 
Naively placed by flashing bulbs.
ct

days
You gotta wear a vest
1-2-5 in the summer's like the Wild West
Something jump off a nigga cap, everybody cap
Worst about it is every
Fuckin' body's