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Krys Barry
And Richie on the beat Yeah
And we made em' jump

"Look at my wrist
Look at my chick
Look at my whip
Look at my crib
Give no fucks I ain't

A Little Paradise

Profound

A World of My Own Making

Side by side you and I
We?ve come this far in life
Towards a time that was confined
Inside our little Paradise

You cannot hold me responsible
You

grips 
Into waters labeled rip
But if I take the trip 
I loved you
Will see you through another eyes view 
By the end of this track you sorta knew 
Why my

I met you downtown Lafayette 05
You threw up a gang sign when you rode by
What in the world
Flagged you back whole time
I'm thinking these white

at... the television...
And the telephone ring
At that time, I had incorporated into my voice pattern what I call my ""Barry White Approach""
And I picked

Spinnin' it's Super Mario
The shit you say in your raps
Gets you booed every battle
How dare y'all compare to mine
But don't Barry remind us of Sanders?

But you've got people of all races like coming together 
And helping shape this from the ground up
So now you got little white kids growin' up with

mash with the monsters, Afro responsible

now come the feast, where we eat like fiends, I'm trying to feed baby by any every means
I love to see

Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your

fucking love y'all
Everybody at fucking A&R, admin, samples
PR, marketing, the execs, fucking Barry White's old ass
That motherfucker took care of me,

The Hit Song

DJ Format

Music for the Mature B-Boy

level, hit record
And soon enough we'll have another, hit record
In fact even though the song isn't done
By my count that was 18 hits alone
And it's only

Red Chip Funk

Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin

Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton

Produced by Rabid City Records

(C)

Born in the Trap

The Game

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

Barry White
Reminiscing on the days I used to carry white
Walking though them Crip hoods in the Cherry Nikes
Now I lead a married life, walking in

ese Dodge for life
Tu saliste puesta pa' ser mi wife
En la noche escuchando Barry White
Y un poco de Selena
Y son embuste
Hablan de mi porque quieren

like Barry White 
I let them bubble me like codine mixed with Sprite 
Let a rip and give it all to the mic 
Keep it pushing, gotta get where I'm going

Yeah
Ayo my brown girl
Got them all spazzing
Mix the white girl
With some magic
Turn down a deal
Im still trappin
My workers got workers
And I aint

Yeah
Ayo my brown girl
Got them all spazzing
Mix the white girl
With some magic
Turn down a deal
Im still trappin
My workers got workers
And I aint

This ain't nothing, I ain't stunting till I hit the button
Rich's at when the blue river diamonds flooding
Riding by the ocean just for promotion
Top

that pit
You fell in from walking before you could crawl
Well, they call you the snow white dove
Bringing forgiveness and peace as you fly by
But snow

gates
She say go deeper like I’m Barry White
The vibe was flowing but it’s getting late
We bout to get it on like Marvin Gaye, aye
Softest place on earth

to Barry white soon as I meet her
Ima make you practice what you preach
Ima her legs shake when I eat her
Ima make the bed break when I beat her
Get some

smelling the guy
With the problems they move right in
It's a RICO statute
It's designed for the rats and by the rats

Born with a halo
I grew older

Legs open wide, nigga dick inside
Like Barry White "Tonight's the Night" for you to hit it doggie style
Lay me on my stomach while I'm countin' them

Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Cause them days go by in the blink