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talking Ricky
Then she let me fuck so I gave her a fifty
Glock singing in Houston but it name ain't Whitney
Pull up to your block and then I get to popping

got you
Let's wrap up with TLC and Whitney Houston
When ya play some 112, you get to groovin'
Sensual sounds from Maxwell and R kelly
Go deep into your

And give 'em names now
Like Jimmy, you Wimme
I got that Houston, that Whitney, okay
Bitch are you with me
I put 'em down in the pit now you straight
And I

you name it
She think she boujee
Cause she chillin up in Houston like Whitney
Girl I love you
But I can't trust you how I'm trusting my glizzy
I kept it

I fronted you the bow, now let me see where all my money at
Nigga try me in this bitch, put thirty in his trucker hat
Got SBA's in Houston, Servin'

We just want to be Whitney Houston
You know?


No matter what
Better make yourself a great day
I’m sure positive
Get negativity anyway
Spent many

pair, and made it back in features
I might rock the Rolex
I might rock the Cuban
I got that pressure pack
Or that Whitney Houston
I remix a nigga, got

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Nothing New

KRS-One

Hip Hop Lives

2007

already spit it
This my 15th album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu critics
Everythin' you doin kid we already did it

If rap was a toilet, I woulda already shit it

like a window 
Playing nintendo back when I was little 
Madden 05
Nba live
I cant tell no lie 

How the fuck im gonna crash 
This shit is on cruise
You

Whitney and I got a feature
Now we both give it gas putting miles on the odd o meter
It's pronounced Odometer man you're dumb
I'm just barely getting warmed

Hand of the Dead Body

Ice Cube

Best Hip Hop Anthems Ever

1999

the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue

with me 
Take it to Houston, Whitney 
Now I got yo bitch wit me 
She love that EZ D
Cuz my kind of spitting 
Is what it's supposed to be 
Picking out

bullshit 
Watch a nigga touch ya soul and give you good dick 
Eat that pussy now you singing Whitney Houston 
Aye girl Im that nigga time I don't waste
What

And that nigga stay with some lead 
I keep some young hot niggas with me
And the choppa it sing like it's Whitney
I got niggas not far from the Houston

Maybe sixty
Beat your bitch pussy like a husband in the sixties
Got it with me
Houston Whitney
The whole ass witness got my fucking song on repeat
Don't

tryna get fire in the booth with Charlie 

I'm on about sloth I ain't chatting bout Wilson 
try it on my own like I'm Whitney Houston 

I was in lockdown

a clue
We wasn't sitting by a stewardess
You wasn't riding on the tour bus
And it was more than a few of us
I couldn't tell you where the jeweler was
But I

zanim Whitney Houston przeszła na rentę
I to nie sekret ten romans to nie flirt na pokaz
Jesteś śliczna nawet jak śmigasz w papilotach
I nawet gdy masz

Vocabulary, extraordinary
Slim fit zaddy born in January
I busted out the womb
Singing a tune
To Whitney Houston at the Super Bowl
The geopolitical
Race paused

Ayeee
M a g i c

Black Girl Magic 

Ruby bridges 
Thank you for being brave 
Whitney Houston
For all the hits you made 
Oprah Winfrey 
You did it

matter to me when we're together
We could dance in the living room to Whitney Houston
We can make some popcorn, dim the lights, and view a movie of your

the judge, wouldn't cut you no slack
Ima call y'all Whitney Houston, cause it must be crack
Feeling like Drake the way I'm coming back to back
And with

I'm from Houston so I get high like astronaut
I'm not in no band but when I pop out you know we gon rock
Get the money swift like Taylor
I could Skip