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Who Do You Love?

Winans Phase 2

We Got Next

1999

ever let me cry
But manhood doesn't get me by
Waging races against time
In my mind

Who do you love? (What do I have to do?)
Are you for sure? (I'm

From dog to god a nu bus has risen despite your fictions YEAH
Catch up with the rays dogmas to adhere
This a lyrical stigmata for those that know

Excuse me sunshine rays
I see you're tired and sleeping
But I need to feel you on my face
I've got a story that needs your eager ears
And the warmth

and vibe, oh
All I wanna do is be close to
You could call your friends it'd be a whole move
Ray-Bans and bandannas like it’s ‘02
You just leave them crows

“She Likes Money (feat. Sir Michael Rocks)” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit

Intro-
Wassup
Money, money
Girl you lookin’ good lookin’ spicy
Yeah yeah, money, awe

for not long
Yeah I know yeah I know
You pull me on the dance floor
That arch up in your back though
You whisper in my ear I want you
Ride it like

Of course ik heb die bitches al door
Fuck nigga ik ben je voor
Drip die lekt down tot aan de floor
Oeh I am not yours
Bitch I said I am not yours
Ik

you get by
Gotta release
What I built up inside
Aye
I see the future you see the past
You waste your time on a broke Joke
With no hope
Small minded

THEE Boss:

Harken put your hand up to your ear
And listen good  

To the darker hue of man that do appear
On this here boogie

The larger view and span

realize
The secret of eternity
Living in a paradise
Somewhere in infinity

From afar a call
Reaching our ears
Sweeping through our minds
Dissipate our fears

like the lion in the Wizard Of Oz
You went from brunette to blond just to better your cause
But your hypeman album sound better than yours
Bunny rabbit

How You Want It

Big Mike

Hard to Hit

1999

the fuck off the floor
I'mma wire your jar
In the worst way
Nigga on my birthday
Desert Eagle so pollute the ear
That's how we celebrate
I meditate in

your songs, I learned them all by ear
Ah tonight, I want to hear 

Play it like the record, I wanna hear you 
Play it like the record, love it when you

Story O' My LF

Shaka Ponk

The White Pixel Ape

Time to turn it up till your ears 'r ringing
Shout it on the hook when it's time for singing
That's about now if you heard me right - hold tight cuz-

Look, I believe that rhymes can change a person
Urban Neurosurgeon, your mind and ears I earthen
You can go ahead and credit check the beat
As I rip

Undercover off duty Ray-Ban refleksie
Brown patchwork leather jacket feeling sexy
Fly kwaai by die braai dop skop my hond en coke
Poes cool met die

head 
Put my dick into her mouth 
And watch it come out through her legs 
Don't chase a women get your bread 
Live yo life as you remain 
Up in this

favorites

Off the Desire Album

Bro

By this time next year you're gonna be chilling in big ass cash

God bless you

God bless your sound

And God bless

albums in a year
Composed it and I wrote it
Learned my music by the ear
Now tell me if that's worth
Like $50,000 a year
Now tell me if that's worth
Like 10

an album, just for fighting for my man's
Honestly, I'm winging this shit, don't know where I'll land
I talk too much and I, try too hard
But, no matter what,

they went soon
The eyes tear like icing, we top tier
Like Tyson we bite ears
Ayekoo ayekoo we toast up, chaley cheers
Ayekoo ayekoo we post up, we right

for their dough, and I ain't even need a gun
All I needed was a voice, microphone, and platform
Now I'm all up on your head, like an ear of popcorn

a seat, death's in session and walk these streets with the best of your Intentions
I get attention from these bitches trying to get me really fucked, I'm in

I dreamed
You ain't felt what I felt
You ain't hear all them screams
In the midst of the crowd
Where them guns get to singing
And your ears get