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Mr. Mambo

Tiffany

Greatest Hits

1996

Written by: John Duarte, Mark Paul

Mr. Mambo (repeat)

I've been waiting for the weekend
To go out and have some fun
Well the stars shine just like

What Are You Wearing?

Kahimi Karie

K.K.K.K.K.

1998

(What are you wearing?)

A little sweater, it's iridescent
It's got a geometric grid of little squares
My legs are bare
I will describe my

Yo, it's the fly kicko, golden double eye nickel
Sly snickle, little change, the dry pickle
Pics blow, serious face like Don Rickles
Prime ripples, I

Odd Couple

Ghostface Killah

Hidden Darts

2007

chop shop it
Walked out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads
Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose
Famous for The Book of Greed, long nose
King

through the valley of the shadow of death
I will not fear
You’ve got me protected by your angels surrounding
I walk unafraid yea, you’re my Emmanuel
You

off
Keep my energy I'll pay it soon
Coming soon, little do I know I just fell in poon
I kiss foreheads and send ya love and bring more bread
I'm

with they man's
I never stress over no nobody
Do the little I can
We talking Wife and kids
We talking long term plans
This is not a metaphor
Fuck these

you’ll get hit
By me, not becausе it’s hot
Put your hand away to put your
Damn Spam in the fridge put it
Brew lots of green fluffy and muffy
And you wanna

Tryna please these niggas, you can't appease these niggas
From birth we're taught to assimilate
Walk a tightrope, gotta get it straight
What a nigga is,

Yo, yeah yeah yeah yeah
As I walk through my town feeling blessed, blessed
I just walk with a frown feeling stressed, yes

Rock the red and the blue

said I would fail. 
But my dreams never got clouded by the negativity or the people’s words. 
Dreams were in the sky way above the clouds & the birds.

the whole town watchin'
Uncle Day Day sippin' from a bottle
Smokin' on a blunt on the porch unbothered
I walk downstairs to look at them spinners
On that big

Forbidden Godz of Khemet
Returning from the past
The proof is in sarcophagus
Exhumed from the sands
Our history is twisted
By the ones who stole

B                cm                   B
Believing that by being good I'd walk with God in time
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A pressed shirt, you tuck it in
You tie your tie, tie it again
I put a little curl in my hair
Pink on my cheeks barely there
A proper skirt hits

These bones they rattle when I
Turn the speakers on
Serve em' up hot and ready
Papa Johns
Just like me a little bit of steam
Know it's lookin' good so

bone
Proceed to spitting poems with my cousin Livingstone
Then we take a little walk to John Africa
To sip on some of that ekpetesi that's gon' damage ya

niggas better duck
Boom at that nigga I heard he was capping
Dump from it deep that's where you was lacking
Bad little bitch and I beat the hoe back in

When i hit them with a little bit of this old thing let the pistol bang
You get hit until your hipbone break
Yeah you got a lot of hits but your shit

Walk around with sticks and drums I keep those bands
If he don't put you on no money that's not your friend
Had to learn the hard way by calling

I know who I am
Since the Virgin Mary had a little lamb
He's the Son of God and the Son of man
Had to walk on water cause I never swam
Keep my eye

Eyes open, tryna keep my mind open
Hive mind tell me shine but I’m not golden
Die coping or die lost and find ocean
Tryna walk through this life
When

Ain't the Devil Happy

Jeru the Damaja

The Sun Rises in the East

1994

Now I don't be foolin' around, I tell the truth
Nothing's secret

As devils search for the secrets to immortality
I alter my physical chemistry
Walk

U R Ghetto 2002

Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that you're fly
But the home girls walk right by
(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think ya got clout
But your