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BACK TO ME

MORNIN' DON''T COME
MIDNIGHT PULL YOUR CURTAIN ROUND
I DON'T WANT MY DARLIN' ONE TO BE LEAVIN’
MORNIN' DON'T COME
BABY'S GOT HIS LOVELIGHT

niggas
Know me, bitch I ain't ever gonna back down
Pull the gang 'round, know it's us you hear the clap sound
It's a wrap now 30 shots to his back now

pain
We keep this cycle going
Drownin' in this mud

Don't forget when we pull up
'Hunnid rounds rainin' on you
Baby let me get your number
We can get it

In the dark, bite your lip
Take a chance, hold your breath
Feel my arms on your neck
Tell me you love me to death
Twist me round, pull me back down

defeated Satan
On the war grounds
Pull up long rounds
Smoke all pounds
I stay uplifted
I got the gas
They can't resist it
Ride with my crew
Rock assisted
I

he want the goodies like Cici

Yeah, I could tell by the way that she twerk
She from 'round here I gotta pull up on her
Every time I'm down here
I

we)
You ain't gotta ask it (You ain't gotta)
Got two girls multitasking
(Got two) , might pull
Up to Titanic (Titanic, yeah)

I don't know what you

Pull-up to yo hood that's my playground
Play round pull-up and i spray rounds

Ima loc don't take me for a joke
You don't want no smoke with me
Fuck around

you
Ain't bang shit round me oh wait pull up party aye aye pop
Bottles on the estate aye aye riding round a dirty 45 put it
All by my waist aye aye aye

different towns
I can really fuck all night we going rounds after rounds
Heard a knock outside the door don't make a sound
Up the blicky, pull the trigger,

on rounds bitch I pull up, get to drumming
Pull up get to dumping bitch, you know imma gonna  spray
Pull up to your momma house, yeah I know where you stay

Pleasure and Pain

Fairport Convention

Nine

1973

close to the ground
Take a long look behind, I'm sure you'll find
A friend there who'll help pull you round

[Chorus]

You have to agree, it's not

the dark, the ground
Cover me in light and sound
We build it up to break it down
Round and round and round and round
Pull me from the dark, the ground
Cover

down
Push it round the town, I know they tryna hate
Put the word on the table, its up for u to take
Aint got time for nun of the fakes
Pull all round not

the turf, when I pull up (what happen?)
People gather 'round me like an ice cream truck (no cappin')
People always ask me what I do for a liv' (what you

federal
Sip fi mi bakkle mi a general
Yeah mi gyal wanna come tru batty round ting
Pull up real talk better back it up
Do
Do that in my session for the two

Fo five shit yeah keep it on my hip
Fuckin with a drum yeah thirty round clip
Pull up on ya hoes yeah pull up on ya bitch
When I pull up to the party

she don't wanna link up
And if he fuck up it's one call to the mob 
Pull up 'round the corner, yeah we make the block hot

No reassurance, this here

All these fake ass bitches straight Get caught
All these fake ass bitches straight Get fought
You come round me ima pull out The Mac
I heard yo ass

come for me with a hex, you be put in
the ground
He wanna come at me, that's round after round
Make it pull out

I'm always a witch, this ain't no

I'm doing pull-ups
I'm doing pull-ups
'Round yo house- shoot ups
Lord knows I would've if I could've done it sooner
I'm doing pull-ups

best of the sound
T double E back on the track like WOW
Take over, test me
I wanna clash when I skirt round in the whip pull it round at ninety
In

I got plenty stamina 
So I can go for round 2
We can pull a round 2
But you ain't gotta leave 'til noon goddamn
She get ocean wet like a typhoon
She

you places, in the party whining up your waist shit
Pull it out spin her round I don't even say shit
My shawty different she don't play with them guys