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CELEBRATE!

Verse 1
This is your special day,
A time to be happy and celebrate.
Surrounded by friends and family,
What a great time it’s gonna be.
We

cause we not friends
I spits verses I been working
You muhfuckers just clocked in
And you doing it but I been did it
My potential that's Ben Simmons

The Presidents

Animaniacs

The Animaniacs Wacky Universe

2003

the country picks 

D:Martin Van Buren number eight 
For a one-term shot as chief of state 

Y:William Harrisson, how do you praise 
That guy was dead in

Mehu neɔma in wɔ wiase mu
And a lot of it is weird
I've been fed by a mad man
And a prostitute's  my friend
I can't love Vanessa
Na mennsan so ndɔ

of justice would love to bust us
Bang hard, get jacked by gang squad
So we keep it on the low, make us untouchable
Hard hittin when my man start spittin
We

of presenting a story
As if there ain't no more room for paper glory
I'm timid and living in a shack by the creek but Uncle Sam's coming over to roll it over next

your place
She in the crib, because all her friends are fake
Morning shift, just to get by through the day
You wanna hang out, I told you to set

i know i seen her
Used to envy rick fox
Cause he had vanessa williams
Serve venus and serena
Safe to say that im at wimbledon
My faults
Really meant

a guy right
But if you're gay that's straight too
Hey, I don't hate, I got a couple of friends who went bi twice
Did that arrive right?
Do you like whole

Even if ya haven't
I know you Understand
Apprehension is Apparent
By the way we all not caring
How the cameras keep on rolling
While they shooting down

Right Now and Later On

Fabolous

Ghetto Fabolous

2001

[Timbaland]
Uh, see'mon, uh, see'mon

[Fabolous]
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you famous

[Fabolous]
Some little pretty mami's is all I

the click
Teratoma, money turning heads
On the phone, long friends who turn to feds
Teratoma, shorty wanna break bread
Teratoma, Te-te-te-Teratoma

How

“Fashion”
Written by Kyle Melerski and produced by Clayton William

Pre
Friends asking why she loves me.
They only care about what I have.
But she’s

Because chances are tomorrow night it's gonna be you
Everybody if you turn your attention to the back
By the sound board
Give it up to our good friend Paul

if there was no Preme
There was no cat
And the game was run by Prince and run by Pat
It's the killa season
Who the fuck need a reason
These faggot

Vegas

Bad Meets Evil

Shady XV

2014

bitch, you need to run and go get your frigity-friends
I'm looking at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack

Warmth comes by keystroke
Such cold comfort
But I got a deep hope
Of some pay dirt
I'm in a tunnel
Staying open is a chore
My pocket phone vibrations

friends
Thats eight heads in a duffle
I'll just vanish you if you rebuttal
Then its back to the universe
Cause we cuddle
Oh yeah my mother's hip is

Yessir uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh haha

Sick with it, six digit's, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent

I wanted to take a moment and introduce you to a song that was written and produced by my son, William Walker Jr., called Raise Me
This song is deep,

tight

[RZA]
Your dynamite antics, drove me to your magic
Merrily down the stream, you got me going frantic
Enchanted by your kiss, the apple's gigantic

at her from the rear [Yeah]
She looks just like Vanessa [The right stuff]
Uh uh, not Vanessa with the singer career,
But the X-rated video queen,
Know what

Stephanie with the big ass booty
Yh I think she friends with Vanessa
Damn son I just hit Vanessa
Then she said she wanna do it under covers
So hit her in

Recorded by hank williams, sr.
Words and music by joe earls

[e] I went to the old home --- where I [a] once used to [e] roam
And all of my friends