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This is a story about helping the Onion King out
When he decided to move to the city
All of the scallions and shallots and vidalia scouts
Could move

Aye uh Call up London
Yeah ass got me crying like an Onion
How much I done made? Like a hundred
But your negativity is redundant
Its redundant
Call

it wit a quarter key 
Sell ya onions 1300 get you where you wanna be 
That nigga just talkin he ain’t trappin 
He a wanna be 
I can hit ya block with

days never end
Like a red onion in the sky
The sunset makes me cry
Driving home after a long hard day
The world leaving me feeling blue
But I know it's

to be rude
But I just can't keep my hands off of you
A little onion, a little berry
Though the tastes are quite contrary
Your eyes are mournful, your

on the line, bout to roll me up a onion
Too fly like a UFO bitch I'm too fly
Too nice, with my mind and time, bitch I'm too nice
Too divine just like she

the pie
Garlic in the candy cane, I can't imagine why
Onions in the cookies and just to please himself

Pepper in the chocolate pan of Ethelbert the Elf

The Philadelphia Cheesesteak War

Cheesesteak… cheesesteak… tasty steak an’ cheese
Wit or witout onions… make it like you please
Philly-style

ONION RING

Hey baby, I know you stare at me all night
I know it because we share the same sight
It’s now the time to kiss your cheek 
Maybe to visit

hundred in the city
Riding in a Benz
With your bitch blowing onions in the city
We getting money in my city (ohhhh)
This for all my young niggas on in

and blow it (flip)
Nah, fuck up some racks, get it right back (right back)
Yeah, you rappin' 'bout it, we livin' like that
Hit the block with an onion

(why?), I don't listen (I don't listen)
Money counter (ayy), lot of hundreds (ayy)
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion (hey, hey)

Ayy what

GGP ooh, lolli ooh
I'm still high i pull up stuntin’
Trying to get some money
Through with the onion sosa on the beat

Ayy, I pull up stuntin’
I was

Sister Soak the Beans

Joe Ely

Twistin' in the Wind

1998

Sister, soak the beans 
I'll be comin' home to chop the onion
Mama, light the stove
It'll take a while for the cornbread to get done
I'll be

The world is just a great big onion
And hate and fear are the spices
That make you cry, oh baby
And the only way to get rid
Of this great big

pounds
Turn them to onions
In the kitchen I chef onions
Watched my mother cry too many times
Must've been too many onions
Out in society
I'm still spun

on budgets (budgets)
Turned that shit something (something)
Shawty saw my texts it made her cry just like an onion (just like an onion)
In the jungle I been

me up and i'm friends with her cousin
Unh, Lil' bitch
I'm off a yerk and it's bussin'
Blowing that pressure it's smelling like onions
Unh, like onions

thang to say
Fuck bitches get money
Buy swishas blow onions
Fuck bitches get money
Buy swishas blow onions
Fuck bitches get money
Buy swishas blow onions

My bad bitch got a big ass, bad bitch got an onion
Yeah I know she looks bad, no my nigga I can't help
100 thousands for my wrist, 50 thousands for

I’m da one showed you bout them onions
I’m da one told you bout that money
I’m da one showed you yo first hunnid
I’m da one did it I say I done it

yeah
Rip it out the onion, yeah
I talk big, i hold something, yeah
Joe Budden, yeah
Imma go home and smoke something, yeah
Rip it out the onion, yeah
I

Ion tolerate disrespect & ion tolerate fucc shit
I'm outside in the mix Yo ass ain't in the function
Trap Baby Chris been flip-in all them onions

puna wey smell like onions o
Oh oo yeah puna wey smell like catfish o
Oh oo yeah puna wey smell like onions o

Mo ni
lagbaja lagbaja baby girl jo bo pátá