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St. Louis Blues

Buster Brown

Raise a Ruckus Tonight

1976

'No, no, no, St. Louis Blues
Go right into it, ev'rybody'
One

'What kind of beat?'

Hm?
'Swingin', swingin' baby, just swing it'

'Yas-sir

Know I keep a 50, I ain't talkin' power
Been on my grizzy, got these niggas sour Slid on, baby, she fresh out the shower
Tell me all your needs, all your

feelings
Niggas want a feature
Thats got cost a ticket
I never had a lot but I still want a lot of things
I feel like I'd be fine if I was fuckin with

(TP Baby)
(Run it back, Playboi)

Bought a Rollie for my daughter
And a matchin' one for her mama
Me and 'Roc got matchin' choppers
Me and lil'

Wheaties

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

You're in the mix wit your boyfriend baby, Bobby Bang, and its that time for the hot nine at nine with Tech Nine featurin' Shawnna. 'Bout ta wear

you always done
Then you get what you always got
You dumb buffoons!
I ain't seen the back of my eyelids
For about the past 72 hours
Hand on my heart,

this for fun
Ain't no competition, baby girl know I'm the one

I like it when she wake up
And shake some
I got a lot of hoochies, but she my favorite one

Yeah, yeah, Hood Baby
DMC Global now, nigga
Know what I'm sayin'
Nigga got guap
The magician
Slimes in the place, I'm sayin'
All snakes on this

what a night
Mix in a little bit of spice
We gon be alright
No more second guessing
Two of us got love tonight

Sitting with the turkey baby me and you

a fuck bout a bitch
I'm not in her mix
I'm never the problem
Hated the view from the bottom
No holding back give it  full throttle
Baby ain't this bout

Got It Bad Y'all

King Tee

Ruff Rhymes: Greatest Hits Collection

1998

ain't no thicker than a, skittle grapes
A lot of girls would like to thank me, for the hanky-panky
On the mic I hold a belt, now I know no one could spank

with the boy
Lemonade, mix it up with Chips Ahoy
Undefeated, feel like I'm sponsored by Floyd
Yeah, yeah, we T killin' the track
Box of Cookies baby

connect the dots
Yeah she laughs a lot she put me in my thoughts
Like baby you precious just wanna get you undress
Only a few posses me
I'm a human yes

up it’s You Come in Sir I know we gotta lot to talk about pull up a chair first off I wanna say it’s been a living hell down here Man I thought You got

(moving on up)
If you wanna make a song, I got hella beats
If you wanna talk about it I got hella reach (yes sir)
I got hella drip on, better watch your

Sippin' on Dom Pérignon
Caught your name, shit forgot you was gone
Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately
This whiskey never lied to me, baby

Operation CB

Kool G Rap

Killer Kuts

1994

Forty-five minute passed, the bitch ain't back, fuckit I'm leavin' 
I got dressed, and put my hat back on my head (Hey!) 
"Later bitch," "No wait baby

Smokin keef in a leaf by the dabwood
Hit it from the back with no hands
Yeah I'm that good
No way that I'm folding, that's a bad Look
I got it jumpin' from

less, all of that cap, flex
Don't really care about the next, hit, all that I need is the Chex Mix
A lot of people talking like they found themselves

in her guts
Lately feeling nice on every beat I touch
I'm quota the goat yeah they know he got the touch
I been thru a lot I don't know who to trust

that way
(That way)
Being heartless gets you paid

She bald where the goodies at that Shaolin monk
She been listening to Mix A Lot got junk in the trunk

Your bitch doing dicks, she in the mix , she go from town to town

Nine block got put up because them bodies plus that china brown
Don't go for that car,

the money like boom
I ain't tryna look cool
Like a fire, I'm lit
Baby Jack throwing fits
In the back of the Rari where everything sits
Imma boom like I'm

It's Pacino, baby
Damn, D-Wright got beats
Yeah
Shit, man
Fuck the intro
Look
As this mullets blowin' in the wind
Here let me introduce the pain I'm