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a wonderful Christmas time
I got the hoes waiting outside
While your mom and I cuddle inside
Cocoa yea stir it all night
Catch her screaming
Feliz Navidad
We

and it's pricey
Shawty really pricey
Cocoa and the iced tea
I got hot blood
I love it when she's fiesty
When we get to cutting up
She always trying to bite

froyo
This ain't deep water, this was grown in cocoa
This'll have ya pitch screwed, moving slow-mo
Turf Surfers hot dammit that's the logo
She's going up

washatii
Amejilock,na me ndo nina key
Ako na locks design ya cocoa tea
Will you be my ride or die baby
Nikizisaka kila time showry
Ju bado nazisaka
Usiku

I just need a cup of coffee
Or a cup of tea
During this quarantine
From the Covid-19

I wake up in the morning
And I'm going downstairs
To make

On & On

Erykah Badu

Mother of All Swing, Vol. 2

1997

Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God 
But they fear us just the same

Oh, on and on and on and on
(My cypher keeps moving

On & On

Erykah Badu

Baduizm

1997

Then call us by our names
Most intellects do not believe in God 
But they fear us just the same

Oh, on and on and on and on
(My cypher keeps moving

this season
And no vibes fly by
Fly by
And I'm sipping chai tea
Hot cocoa is kinda sweet
Like you oh
Like you oh
Yeah 
And why ya'll colors pass by
Like

straight pants
Chuffed to bits
Trying to tax me for ma tea
Ima blick you out at sea
Call that a Brixton tea party

By golly I'm quiet knackered
Getting

fun, have fun have, have, have fun

Yo, yo, I'm up, out, moving all about
It's Saturday again? Eheh, no doubt
Where's my skate key? Yo where's my skates?

Where I’m from there’s no shovelin’ snow on dirt road
Sweet tea on ice no marshmallows meltin’ in cocoa
Pourin’ salt on meat, not on the streets

"'The Charabanc Trip' by Ivor Biggun accompanied by Robin Langridge, aged 14, at the piano forte.
Music maestro please!"

On the map of North Notts

Blind Mice

Digital Underground

Who Got the Gravy?

1998

a Mouse who Runs Around the Clock snitching
Who he hitting, I think he hit it raw cause he be itching

[Money B]
Shimmy, Shimmy Cocoa Pop, the glock went

turn bone shoot your niggaz

Yours is silence don't need no more violence
Moving in silence, moving in silence with violent intentions
No public lectures

wondering who likes me
So sick of sunsets and iced tea
And I'm over you

I'll been moving on from shit that ain't
Gon' help me at the end
Arguing and partying

Catch me ridin with Lil mula
Maybe ridin with Lil T
You know we sippin on that drank
You know we call it Texas Tea
You know we ridin with them sticks

like I was reborn by Immaculate conception
From the moment I get on the mic and hit record
Taking flight never plain thinking you should hop aboard
Let

cocoa tea for breakfast, just to put your mind at ease
Now turn off de AC unit, and take some of the island breeze
Take a dip in de warm sea water,

of an already paltry meal
Reindeer themselves most elves feel to be our allies
Though there are those who fail to see
Their sight obscured by bigotry
Through

a prison cell 
Hot cocoa be tall like I am the soldier king
Keep that food cooking by keeping it smoldering
Fifth day of Christmas pull up with golden ring

Underwear with my cartoons
Cocoa Puffs with that
Small spoon
Realize life is
All you
All me
Half a man
Spray paint
Half a can
Living off like
Half the land

Praying I make it home for my finish
I'm tryna walk thru a Jamaican Slum Village, smelling like Tea Tree (T3)
Gold all on my body, no C-3P
Oh but I see

you realize  
You turned everything all around?

How we love waking up to the sun in Nakano
Smelling coffee but drinking hot tea and hot cocoa
Fogging

know
She my coughing drop
She ain’t with the drama
In the ocean
Wavy by the motion
Riding her emotion
She already put the lotion
On her back down her