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selling weed
Fucking up my prestige, 'til I live with the blues
BB King or the neighbors of Snoop, that's why I'm

In the club like fuck it, though

Citizen Kane

The Byrds

History of the Byrds

1973

in
Cause he was coming down

Up in zanadu diamonds fell like rain
Citizen kane was king poor citizen kane

Valentino suddenly appeared
In his midnight

that you see on a TV screen
I need my money in all blues like BB King
VVs bling bright as bitch, high as a cliff
Shut the fuck up when your highness is

I'm in love with the thought of you when you were twenty-two
My pair of boots and your Converse shoes
Kicked off by the front door
Sipping cheap

​​HONORcBLE FLEX(S.O.S. LO, featuring Chris King and Trippie Red) SONG SHEET
​​Song Produced by: cdrian "cP" Porter, cbraham Poythress and , CeeJay

That's How We Break Bread

Tru

True

1995

to the ghetto
Like b.b. king blow the blues,
Bullets ? ? ? cause fools can't escape this
Niggas lose they life for stickin' they nose in my cake mix
And like a ?

Skybourne

Curren$y

Pilot Talk

2010

with nothin' to loose
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues
Let me lay down the rules,
Get money by all means,
Survive at all costs put god 'bove

Oldest University 
college perversity! turned kings into worker-bees 
died rose again in a three-day span 
trying to get ahead of cheese like a Green Bay

on a nigga, Might dirty my mikes
Took his bitch, have her back by the end of the night
Drunk off my ass I just poured up a pint (Syrup)
Can't cop the BB it got

as a thief by midnight / a wolf in the dawn, as wind from Old West
He’ll judge the criminal, the wrong thee Christ, beloved son of disagreement
Will come in

get hit by the two
Balenci kicks
Plus I dior'd my shoes
I'm BB king
I ain't talking bout no blues
Fuck it we winning
I'm all in her kidney
And I just

the rubies in the world
I would trade them 
for his poems How
I was mesmerized by his charm 
Oceans so blue like
his gentle eyes 
I was in cloud nine
and in

Snoop and Jay, BB King and Dr Dre
Making them hits like there ain't no chance
From New York to Paris, France
Colored girls singing gin and juice
White boy

Luther was a king
Black histories never die
Blues man like BB King
Change totally at eighteen
Stop mistaken as a teen
Mistaken as a teen
You know the time

If I blow it its over and the final straw


Hopeless romantic til the e-n-d who needs a freak! (4x)

I aint bb king or from the cpt
But I got the blues

Tip Your Hat

Josh Graves

Country Music

2003

Mr. Uncle Josh. Would you kindly play me some deep southern blues on that hound-dog guitar there. Ah, now that's what I'm talkin' about. Yeah.

blues
Only BB King can do
All we do is find the groove
Yeah
And the Jack and Henny pouring
We flexing
We scoring
We screaming

Baby We on one
Ah we high

It's a lotta mud flying in the shit 

Not a fun fight 

I got all blues 

If you see me 

I got all blues if you see me 

Its BB king 

Bro you are finna

the road and Chase a bag
It’s time to hustle
You don’t grind then you don’t eat
I got the blues
Aye man I feel like BB King
This came from work work work

to Belize, then to Tokyo
Houston and Harlem, Paris
Mediterranean Sea, I gotta beam out to Greece
I multiply by the, I triplify by degrees
I'd buy that house

knew
Someone left trails cops were still playing blue's clues
A week goes by and you think it’s all clear
But on the fifth Tuesday of November
Prince was

I'll leave you alone and make it home by midnight
I was always late, never showed up on time
'cause you told me 10 but cleared up the dishes by 8

poof
I'm bb king I treat the mic like lucille when I'm in the booth
This my blues I got the juice ready for war
Imma go haywire y'all done struck a fuse

shawty sitting in my home
Think you know what we doing when we alone
We can take a trip I got money to blow

Call me B.B. King I got the blues
Took a bonus