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Hell Yeah

Ginuwine

Cornerstone Mixtape 02.03 #47

drums

Chips, Willie Chicks, Willie crisp, big fun

Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns
Prada, the Gucci, it's all in Bird fun

I'm

as i'm dead
Cheerios in my soup
I got cheerios in my soup
Cheerios in my soup
I got cheerios in my soup
Time flies, i don't know why
But the leaves fall by

of empires gone
The time we have slipping through my arms
As spaceships take off to mars
And James fell off the monkey bars
I built, by hand, a coronation
Made

Ex

YG

Ex

2017

text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain't coming home (home), tonight (Bongo By The Way)

Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb')
Fuck it, I done

were hungry, just barely alive.
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,

(Chorus)
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down,

Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low
I'm a flirt and when she's with her man
Looking at me damn right, i'm a flirt
So homie don't bring your girl

unfortunate)
Oh no
(I might cry)
I'm very sad now
I was about to fuck bush like the dixie chicks
But I got hit with the whiskey dick
Whiskey Dick
(I really got

boy go back to your Dixie Chick
I'm on my City Girl will not be your Taylor Swift
It don't matter rather be addicted to the drugs than dick

The only

rolling nigga goin' platinum
V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum

Swag like a lighter
And I keep my swag lit
Man I'm on fire
That can't tell a nigga shit

Akshon (Yeah!) [Dirty Album Version]

Killer Mike

Akshon

2002

Sevilles through Dixie Hills
My car do wheelies they drive on three wheels
First round pick like Michael Vick
Quarterback status throw passes at chicks

to survive

You can tell old Jefferson Davis
That his prayers, they cannot save us
Nor will Robert E. Lee's

Oo--OO
The cotton's burning
Dixie's

I once met Death in Dixie
Below the Mason-Dixon Line
Where the bayou's breath still lifts me
Where you pray the sun's on time

I was driving through

Hell Yeah

Ginuwine

Playlist: The Very Best of Ginuwine

2008

drums

Chips, Willie Chicks, Willie crisp, big fun

Ma, you worry none, the minks come with the guns
Prada, the Gucci, it's all in Bird fun

I'm

relationships
Face it
Mhmmm
Nothing like ya' old hits
I be proper, and I'm ratchet
He like how I code switch
Dixie Chick, and I like fashion
I just need

to Dixie 
Mac onda string bro had in it in gipsy
She wanna fuck widda kwenger baby girl I garn lock this beretta
Bang for bro anytime any weather make a drop

Ninety Eightmrs Lisa candy lady trapping in Dixie holmes
Sixth grade Westside elementary smelling like pine cones
Crack house frayser circle next

on the bridge
Whistle dixie and you wait for the distant cries
Shadows shifting on the ridge
Turn your blood icy cold
And that's how I'm told of the story

strange ability
When to others my behavior seemed so queer
I imitated birdsong and the speech of politicians
Played piano in the big house by ear

Oh I wish

phone, 'less it's bout getting chicken
They thought I quit or was whistling Dixie
Was fucking dimes, bet you wish you with me
I'm always working gotta get

Yeah
I'm seeing stars in the Maybach
Day dreamin' that's when my chick told me lean back
A nigga stressing I was askin' where the weed at
I know I'm

be your fantasy

Oh, when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kind of hectic inside
Mmm, baby, I'm so into you
Darling,

Yeah I'm cocky
Real real cocky
They know I'm the da baddest Nare
A chick gone stop me
Yeah I'm cocky
Real real cocky
They know I'm the da baddest

I don't really need some advice on how to live my life
I think I'm gonna need more chick fil a up in my life
I'm gonna, wait, got a call from my wife

school. I got a
Chick Magnet. I got science on my side. I got a
Chick Magnet. It's horseshoe-shaped, and it's two feet wide. I got a
Chick Magnet. Well