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Bad bitch wanna chill with the guy
She wan hold me down
She wan go El dorado
Slim thick long braids that's my type
She thinks I'm a criminal ye

That's Why I Carry

UGK

Ridin' Dirty

1996

slide
Gotta get that bitch right, want him dead by midnight
I followed him from his crib to the crack spot
I watched him go in and come back out, I got

put on my shoes
Get out the door; feel the morning blues
The morning blues

Living like a zombie
Walking like a zombie
Days go by and nights are through

chopping King of Pops' lumber
Not a smooth enough criminal to hide from the vultures
Flunked all my classes bump uppers see colors
Discovered by smugglers

Well, I've been walkin' around
Mile after mile
And I ain't had new shoes
In a while
And my toenails fell off
A long time ago
But I keep walking
I'll

(Piece by piece
We can get there
Just keep going forward
This is an example of that
Because this shit ain't all
Figured out
It's just a bunch

Getting by in the slow lane
It's always been the same for me
Standing in the shadows
Always where I'm meant to be
Someone like me never meets a woman

to me
I know you still got the memories
Mix up some lean and some Hennessy
I was just bleeding red
Now I'm just singing blue melodies

Now I'm just

(They Long to Be) Close to You

Earl Hines

West Side Story

1974

time you walk by
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you

On the day that you were born
And the angels got together
And decided to create

I hear your voice in my mind
It echos through space and time
You know the pieces of my mind
You know every place, every time
You know exactly what

Dam, H-Star's the one wrote this
Words are razor sharp
But barz smooth as 16 petaled roses
Fake bitch ass haters stackin chips on my shoulders
On the mic

They lacking passion, but they party
I might just crash in to they 'Rari

I gotta lot on my mind but no time
Just like a skater bitch I'm on my grind
I

Mix Ciroc up in my cup and add a shot of Henny
Fill my cup up to the brim don't give a fuck there's plenty
Niggas dripped up in designer, Prada,

don't need it anymore so fuck it cut the tongue out too
Knife runs straight through like butter it's smooth
It gets it's own pan so I don't mix with other

on a cloud can't buy my shoes
Both hands up like I'm robbing you, show wild love like BK do
Chy stay hot like soup, mix this down and it go down smooth
Stay

that's cool then
Stand by watching all spectators welcome
Back to the cool down that's where it smooths out
Let it ooze out wait for it to bloom again
When

Yeah
I'm like a pick and mix
You never know what you're gonna get
When I hop up on the mic and I come correct
When I hop up on the mic and I check

You know why we here

New chance at life, bitch I coulda died twice
Now we sippin' henny liquor feeling like a vice
She wanna spend time so I'm out

her. 
Cause I can see you trying to holler at me.
A smooth talker, never far, always calling for me. 
This pink Addy and this white girl always fighting

Terrible mix of relics, wrought from a land overseas with a big bag of tricks.
Their plan: affix their ideals on those who gave them these great

the clutter
Call me an introspective fool
Hide my feelings down and under
I'm still as smooth as butter
Still make your girl fall in order
The first time I met

Times are changing on every beat that I write
As the days run smooth and I sleep at night
Aware of the strangest threat that might
Even dare

and I just got back to crib with her / I mix it up/ go ride around the block to this/ I got the drip,  kinda like a faucet tip/ I'm on my shit/ shorty I

ya hair spike cause you feel son
I’m trying invade ya’ll by the millions 
I say these bars without prejudice 
From all of your bars I’m incredulous
Me