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Rain Is A Good Thing

Luke Bryan

Doin' My Thing

2009

My daddy spent his life lookin' up at the sky
He'd cuss, kick the dust, sayin', "Son, it's way too dry"
It clouds up in the city, the weather man

Two Words

The Boys Choir of Harlem

Through the Wire

2003

and hosed down, pimped up and ho'd down
Plus, I got a whole city to hold down
From the bottom, so the top's the only place to go now

Now throw your hands

My daddy spent his life lookin' up at the sky
He'd cuss, kick the dust, sayin', "Son, it's way too dry"
It clouds up in the city, the weather man

Go Girl

Yo Gotti

Live from the Kitchen

2012

girl that’s on some ?
She call and say she miss me
I tell her I’ma visit next time I’m in her city
I turn your world to Gotti World, shorty bring your

(So tell me what do they want)
They want a 5 star
Leader of the new
But who swag rock like Dwayne Johnson
(So tell me what do they want)
A Brutha wit

on for my city like baby
9 Girls in the stu going brazy yeah
I dont care who you is you didnt make me
Throw me a bean im finna get lazy yo
Sorry Ms.Johnson

Rakim conversation with God (what?)
I'm so hard with a quad in the prison yard

Magic Johnson need to run for mayor
Lil Kim sold me some pussy, but I

rock (stand up), still run the city (prepare)
Stand united, waitin' and tell me how it feel like
Lose a billi' in real life, been thinkin' 'bout it all

Losin' Your Mind

Snoop Dogg

Man vs Machine

2002

Rakim conversation with God (what?)
I'm so hard with a quad in the prison yard

Magic Johnson need to run for mayor
Lil Kim sold me some pussy, but I

Down on the Farm

Mick Lloyd

Best of Country Line Dancing

1997

on the farm

You can have a lot of fun in a New York minute
But there's some things you can do outside those city limits
Ain't no closing time, ain't no

[DMX]
Uhh (huh) yeah, it is what it is
Yah'mean?  We untouchable baby

[Chorus: Syleena Johnson]
I keep my song in my soul
Blessed my heart and made

when I'm Sleep
My screw's loose, I hate when loose change fall in them seats
Because I need every dime like Magic Johnson or Hugh
Hefner living in his

She knows every city street from
New York to LA shes got little girl eyes
And her heart's made of stone
I guess you gotta grow up fast
When you're out

Johnsons
That's 32's for fools stick
To them stuntin' rules
500 up in ya tummy, can you stomach dude
S Q my young'n crew we paid our fuckin' dues
That's why

ain't got Magic urban Johnson sheets
So niggas wrap it up
At least more than three
(Flashing) From my head to my toe
Big chains make me glow
Even with

the pie? Sweet
Potato on the tre eight, you living to die
On some OG Bobby Johnson, South Central shit
Nigga tell me who you really fuckin with?
It's

the morning, I already made five stacks
Them Satchel Paige diamonds, yeah, them bitches pitch black
Tried to put your city on your back and that shit cracked

I'm a Small Town

Kenny Chesney

Welcome to the Fishbowl

2012

Johnson brothers back,
To their momma with a flag

Well I'm a small town

There's hundreds just like me
Yeah but I'm the one
Well you happen to be
When you

is hot as the irons
Swerving on Avalon, I'm reppin' the deuce like Bobby Johnson
Glocks shoot 'em like murder
Got both of 'em like Kirk
Come deep like

with government tenants and sponsors
I put the jab in the line
Swelling your eye, you think it’s Johnson & Johnson
You know what, your only mistake is

quand même no no no no no
Yeah, au top j'suis dans la city
Et j'entends "pa pa" comme Tiako
T’sais j's"rais plus dans la street si
J'arrêtais le son en

BucksClan, we the ones got the city poppin'
(We the ones) all these eyes on my baggie
 I'm Fendi coppin'  (All this Fendi)
Pourin' Wock' in lemonade,

cannot book me 'less they
Know that I'ma smoke one
I'm analyzing pacifism, actually
There's no fuck
City on my back, the fuck they thought I was
A tow

spritze bisschen Swag drauf, du sagst
Dieses Crack ist der Shit
Aber nein, slyme, mein Swag ist der Shit
Ich bin Taylor Johnson und bin zu fly
Selbst