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Writers: Kofi Dartey, Reginald Dartey, Ryan Ofei, Richsmauel, Ralph Dartey II



Lyrics:

Come on lets worship

Lets sing this song

We are recording

Three
Six in the evening ima stack up money, how ima do it? , with the music
Being sad all the time on one fun day, like i been mentally bruisen

hear
The weather today is weird
The rain make me disable
Don't get drunk with tiredness
I need some one more check
I can't do
nothing when the rain
Cause

explain
My spirit stronger than pain
My lyrics come from my brain
Originate from a flame
A flame that I can sustain 
A flame that never will dim and can

la

I gotta get the cash yeah
Doller every minute 
Pounds in our bank got a quid in every lyric
Come on come on gimmie money and them hunnies it's

foo
Hit me when ya lyrics come from you and only you
Facing on this dodie and it's going to the brain
Everybody know prefer my faces in the rain
Smoke

straight at the sun
I be goin' hard on it, check it when the lyrics come
Shadows in the night be whispering in the dark where I'm from
The life is getting

still
They say ya boy is nice
And when they running out of
Lyrics come and borrow mine
But melodies ain't over here
I'm not a rapping valentine
I check

Uh, yes yes, y'all
To the beat, and the S.V.'s is rockin' it swift
Yes y'all, lyrics just come off like shifts
See when I'm on the microphone how

Uh, yes yes, y'all
To the beat, and the S.V.'s is rockin' it swift
Yes y'all, lyrics just come off like shifts
See when I'm on the microphone how

own hands
Own hearts own sense yau
Lyrics
With your own to hands you got to work
With your own to hands you got to fulfil your word
Lyric With your own

didn't want the lyrics to come out all wrong
'Cuz this pen on this paper it feels so permanent
But my feelings they keep changing at every right and left
I

live in Atlanta
I've been keeping up with the Joneses 
Like I'm from Indiana 
And Annapolis is closer to me
Than the Savanna  
These nigga's out here

Thad Debrock and Carolee Rainey 
Drums Doug Yowell
Piano Clifford Carter
Bass Richard Hammond

LYRICS:

Honey come here
And let me tell you
The truth

Four Minus Three

Masta Ace

Take a Look Around

1990

that style back, Jack, and try this one
If you're gonna pick up the microphone when the beat is moving swift
You'd better say something I can get with

Rain on niggers with a little fame
Every one of my lyrics never
Comes with a gimmick, i’m back now
Ay bredda, your run is finished
Don’t know about

playing scrabble 

Look at the state of our country 
Ain't nobody feeding the hungry 
These are the words of a junkie 
Spend days blazed in clouds of rain I

meanwhile
You are there with your smile
I woke up and saw that the summer's gone 
Putting all those old songs on

And it's when you listen to Taylor Swift
I

Uh, uh

In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift
That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him
Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped
We'll

Taylor Swift prepared me for this
For you to come and wreck all my plans
For you to take my heart in your hands
And squeeze too tight
Taylor

And forth between hip-hop and pop the
Way Taylor Swift can no longer go back
And forth between country and pop

A few days earlier
She'd been in Los Angeles

Taylor Swift song
In a poor attempt to make myself forget where you'll rest your head tonight
Oh oh
This is how the story goes
Oh oh
I should have known it

begin again
Or is it over
Are we through
Is every Taylor Swift song
Gonna make me think of you
Drive in silence
Through the night
Every goddamn lyric

L1 Steppa
Pull up in the club make it rain change the weather
Shawty asked me Yatchy how are you I said better
Raining all hunnids shawty needs