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Ain't ain't even wanna fuck that
Bitch she look weak
Told my brother bring me back
Some clothes from japenese
I might be wit a chinese
But bitch I’m

to be real but
You didn’t want to
Do it all myself rarely brag on it
Cause they should know it’s stamped if
The name craft on it
Hope my future bright

and we all connected by roots
You know that your garden is real when it doesn't hold back the truth
Tell you things that you need to hear, (yeah) play no

should hurry hurry

Fuck it keep ya distance I go stephen curry

Quarter past it  but I'm 730

You can check the mental it ain't never sturdy 


Vesre

bitches to
"come to my hotel" to livin' in one
Man I ain't never backed down from shit
I got heart you know
The 40? Not an opening act
When it start to show

Tell me why oh why
I only ever hear from you in the night
Wine from the bottle got me feeling some type
Said you ain’t shit
Might be proving them

connection

Black hole, Black hole
It could be in anybody that you know
Hard to see it but you feel it when it shows
Black hole, Black hole

Interstellar my

waterlogged
Maybe it’s the alcohol
Told em that shit won’t slow me down
Actin like we ain’t know you now
Told me that she won’t hold me down
Backing off my

wish you really would, it take two hits and he'll be knocking you
Waka, and he keep the flame now check the temp' on his noggin
Nah I ain't from Florida

wack, matter fact
It's like a cat from Mexico
That trap all kinda yay
(Kanye) wearin' a MAGA hat
A holy shirt and a pair
Of Yeezy's tryna swagger jack
You

amongst nonsense
You might dare, but we won't care
Coz we're prepared to cop threats
Welcome to the M7 and Lume conjunction
Lets not be forgetting mister

You can try
Said you gonna wait, just another lie
Seeming like
You might be in love by the second night
Get my vision right
Would you be awake?

You're the Top

Dave Brubeck

Anything Goes: The Music of Cole Porter

1967

You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart

I woke up feelin' like I need to get out of the house right now
I'm feelin' like goin' downstairs, take a deep breath
The whole world just might be

never hit her back
She was like windows and I'm like a Mac
Maestro produced it and I'm on the track
You know I be keepin' it 100, I'm keepin' it real, boy

Life was gettin scary, written by Stephen King
I was feeling down no one believed in me
Spent my time alone I'm talking every evening
Thinking bout

packaging I could've took it and ran 
But ima be good to the man 
Cuz I might just need em when we in the drought 
Just go get some bread what you beefing

bishop
Gold on my neck like an Arab
Started off with nothing can’t believe I done came up
Yeah
Had to do it by my lonely
All these people claim they

on the cash
No problems welcomed
All that hate you send my way it ain't no pressure
Tryna stop my reign, it feel like love, I must be special

I love all my

was tryna' find me, and catch me
But they ain't know I took it, though
My favorite food in 2010, mane
That used to be Tootsie Rolls
cnd she was with me

I bought her liquor for?
This bitch, she keep whinin'
They put that pistol in my hand, you better not sit it behind me
Came up from nothin', I had

drive by's
We make his momma cry
I'm gettin hella high
I call my wo yeah he on go I know he down to slide
You wanna be up in these streets you better pay

Price to sing her
Medley from "Meistersinger"
And Margot Fonteyn to dance "Giselle"

Together?

Won't it be perfectly swell?

We'll have Bernstein

You're the Top

Sammy Davis, Jr.

Boy Meets Girl: Sammy Davis, Jr. & Carmen McRae on Decca

2005

You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart