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won't give a damn.
Elvin Bishop out struttin' his stuff with little Miss Slick Titty Boom.
But I'm going back to gator country to get me some elbow room

Push Em Back

Young Buck

Buck the World [Clean]

2006

need some elbow room
Got me spillin' liquer why the club close so soon
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to +Git Buck+
Gimme a light, tell the DJ turn my shit

Push Em Back

Young Buck

Buck the World [Clean Digital Version]

2006

(Yuh!), I need some elbow room
Got me spillin' liquer why the club close so soon
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to +Git Buck+
Gimme a light, tell the DJ

Better give me elbow room
When im carving out your lung
With my finger in your mom
And your sister on my tongue
Ya you got a big mouth
Thats why its all

MY LOVE
MY PILLOW’S MISSING
MISSING YOUR PERFUME
THERE’S JUST A LOT OF ELBOW ROOM
I’M MISSING

MY LOVE
A MATTER OF TIME AND SPACE
BUT A COUPLE

side of the moon
Expand your mind get some elbow room
Stray away
Stray away
Stray away
Stray away and roam

Have you ever fought a feeling
That keeps

My love

My Love
My pillow’s missing
Missing your perfume
There’s just a lot of elbow room
I’m missing

My love
A matter of time and space
But

yeah I'll see you soon
Spend all my money on some elbow room
cnd wander around like I got some place fancy to go
Oh, I'm the king of Brooklyn for all you

busted funny bone
I think I hit a nerve or two, just tryna get some elbow room
I'm Singing to the chosen few
Guess you didn't notice, did you? Lookin at me

still dat lame Still that lame

Yeah
Now if you can't tell
Ordinary don't refer to lazy prodigy
Yeah I don't fit in elbow room in my vicinity witty
Yeah I

on some new shit now 
Can't stand for What they steppin for 
45 I'm coolin now 
GL with the elbow room
Motion if I move around 
OG stamped 
I'm succa proof

faded In with Enough elbow room it's like I just Made it in
Drippy the frame picture Got painted in cash app cash rap Nigga full payment in i'm off

War Widow

Country Joe McDonald

War War War: Live

for
They prune the population;
And let us thank the hungry guns
Forever belching doom,
That slaughter bloodily our sons
To give us elbow room.

Out on the west coast, my dome was like yes no 
Your shoulders too big to have elbow room 
As for me, I don't sell no tunes 
Can hear you scream it like

Making strange
Feeling okay
It wasn't an ice flow
Just some elbow room

The branches slapping at her car
As she left the party 
With full recall

Being up all night in this elbow room
That puts me in a trance
Where hopes and dreams come true

Now my lips are burning
And my eyes are hurting
From

Do Whatcha Gotta

Nice & Smooth

Jewel of the Nile

1994

International, do the Lambada

Verse One: Greg Nice

Yes I'm the man with the mic in my hand
Give me elbow room, it's time to expand
Styles, that I be kickin is

elbow room
Scotty beam me up blast off I be going to the moon
Take off mi go we ride green go
I drip too hard saucy lingo
Don't stand too close to me

Unh huh
Unh huh
So I guess like uhh
This is the part where I tell y'all to make some elbow room or something
To make sure you don't smack nobody in

hit the scene
Ain't nobody killin' me
My team never burgundy
Left to right, with elbow room
With the self-esteem
She came through she might let me lean

Verse 1- 
There’s Magic
In my size 12 shoe
I’m big enough no elbow room
I’ll play your game
Yeah I’m a pro
I Swing Real Hard
With a gay ass throw

The Kingpin

Craig G

The Kingpin

But they probably wouldn't dance, there'd be no elbow room
In the joint, get the point? I never fronted
Your rhymes is so wack, they make me sick to my

on to happiness
As it soon slips by

Give gloom some elbow room
With a smile light every mile and
Hang on to happiness
Never once say die

Here's something you

have to work
This boy grew up with a silver spoon
Bumped my own credit up and got some phones
Bout to slap this nigga on the plane
Boy I need elbow room