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I'ma be rich forever and even after that (even after that, regardless)
Regardless what he say, he can't take it back (ssh)
He ain't have to rap (he

once in awhile

Have a red Chevrolet like yours drive by
Put an old Skynyrd song on the radio
Make a couple shootin' stars fly across the sky
Hook

time fly by (big blrrrd)
I'm in this rental off two thirties tryna slide (slide, gone)
Any nigga diss the guys, they had died (blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd)

Loco-Motive

Nas

Life Is Good [Deluxe Edition]

2012

42nd street terminal

Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
My religion is reefer
Big money and the most
Uninhibited freak to sleep with
My visions are

Aquaberry Dolphin

Mac Miller

Neon Icon

2014

'til Khaleesi's dragon's big enough to take control
Rich as Vince MacMahon, your bitch look like Triple H
Keep that pussy on lock, put it in a safe

to be famous and rich and climb the proverbial ladder
Showed me no love 'til I said I was a rapper
Took my time didn't even try to smash her
Went

statements out hmm now im the richest one
"You only rich by a couple dollars" bitch im rich by a ton
I got more than 1 bank account this one for fun
They

low-key but these diamonds on me you could tell by the rocks
And I keep it on me couple bullets on me put that boy ina box
BOA, TD getting rich I know some

on the river's what I live for

Got the radio playing and my boat while I float
Take a toke and listen to Merle
Hot sun, cold one, I'll be a son of a gun
I'm

studio, odieux en radio, met d'accord les pipelettes (héé, n-n-n-nouveau)
Bombarde sur les quais, moi j'défonce ta sono, c'est R.O.H.2F (R.O.H.2F,

That's What I'm Looking For [Mr. Dupri Remix]

Da Brat

Big Momma's House

2000

just what a woman need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down they ain't scared to freak, shit
(That's what I'm looking for)

Probably not gone hear timm burden on the radio
Do it by my lonely fuck I need a label for
I don't give a fuck about that fuck you pay me hoe
That's the way

I'm not haunted by you anymore
It's been 10 years or maybe more
Since the last time stopped to think about you
And all that you put me through 
But I

Some folks live up in their big city penthouses
Miles of concrete and high rises
Can't even see the starlit sky
Through them city lights
There's

I'm stuck in the clouds and I can't find my way home

Put my love on hold, put me through the courseload
When I'm breaking down like a beat up radio
Put

Just let me sit and listen to the radio
'Cause on my mind is a rock'n'roll show

Hoping for our big moment
We make a noise in the basement
For a few

to
But I can play the guitar alright  
And I still like the sound of the old banjo, and Joan Baez on the radio
And I’m doing alright  

Billy and Ronnie go

When I’m in Miami when I’m in Atlanta
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
When I’m in New York
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
So you feel like now,

to Biggie, Big L, Pac, and Isaac Hayes
I remember back to 1993, Know the Ledge was my shit, by Rakim and Eric B
I had so much love for Bone Thugs
They showed

pulverbrannslukker
Men morra mi og stefattern hadde ikke så mye penger
Så tilfeldighetene ville det sånn at vi flytta til Kongsvinger
Liten by men stor nok for liten

it all
With a grain of salt, in stride, and easily

One day I'll write a hit country song
I'll listen on the radio and sing along
Count them million

Bad Day to Fish Lyrics

Ciera Mackenzie Corey Lee Barker
Performance by Honor

(verse one)
Castin out lines
Watchin' them bobbers
Dance on top

Their was a time the sun shown brighter down on me
Holding Sarah's hand at the bond fire  by the beach
I was going to be a rock star playing in my

been fallin by the wayside
Strugglin to keep the tears from my eyes
I been searchin for a way,
I cant see through the fog 
Times I wish that I could stay