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[Verse 1]
2018 can’t restart
It’s about time I relapsed
My ankles, I hear how they crack
Please take my lovely soul out of this sack
I'm hella gone

day long I'm staring into space .

All I want for Christmas, is some Christmas cheer,
So could  you put me in your sack Santa and get me out of here .

Muddy

Gucci Mane

Trap House 3

2013

a large 99, I was sellings sack
Waka threw me out the house and I moved in with pot
Sleeping on the floor, I didn't even have a stack

Got buddy, my buddy,

Hold on to Your Hat

The Rolling Stones

Steel Wheels

1989

Hold on to your head 
Hold on to your hat 
You're screaming down the alley 
And never coming back 
Get out of my bed 
Get out of the sack

3 Rings

Two Dope

Fuck Off

2003

to play me out just 'cause I'm an albino
Or maybe it's the sack growin' out my neck
But don't jet baby, heh, not yet
I'm popping in like a pound of lead

please!

[Hook]
I know, I know, I made it out again
I know, I know, I made it out again
Choose to get slept on, I chose to be the sack (Huh?)
I chose to be

worried bout that bitch
I be in my bag, dreaming bout some shit I never had
All these niggas, they my kids they out the sack
Bouta hoe they go out bad, it's

Niggas be runnin' they mouth (They talkin')
Then all them charges get brought up (I ain't stupid)
We out here gettin' to a sack (Gettin' to it)
They out

on me aye
Go get you a bag
She was chasing that bag lil homie
She don't love you that bad
She ran off with ya sack lil homie
Then you came out bad
But ya

fat, cause I'm moving through these tracks 
Next, is the pack, cause I'm moving to the racks 

90 on my jersey, imma give that bitch a sack 
Dip out then

mention me

Ain't no dime sacks poking out the pocket
Stop it
You expect that drop it
Pulled the plug out the socket
I'm the nigga running fades in the mosh

sack
Going out big like the great big bang
I'm the darkest in the Ying-Yang

The kiss of Judas
It's all about betraying
Life in the darkness yeah
It

smoking on gas I'm lit
Roll up the wood and I'm gettin blunted
I'm smoking on gas I'm lit
Multiple strains I need the whole sack
Pull out the cone and I'm

with a nigga not gonna crap
Von miller how I'm on the sack
Hustlin out that culdesac
I see it's a lot of shit you niggaz aint did
And I see a lot

Oh no, sir, I'm just a Primadonna
I don't want the contract, I want my life back

I thought I could kick it with the bros and roll a  fat sack
right

Stick to the code he a fold he a rat 
And I’m In the back with that gas dog chill with that gat better be on point running Around with that sack

Watch

wrote a contract
Took my soul right out my nut sack
In reverse I'm breaking her back

Man it's like 2 am
I'm hitting her dm
She want me to come over show

We Open in Venice

Tim Flavin

Kiss Me Kate [Original Royal Shakespeare Company Recording]

1987

someplace
Well just don't dicado back on the line now, oh let's take the first canyon out of here
As a matter fact if we hurry we can beat the sack, for

Woo, woo
Money bag, money bag, racks (racks)
Now I got the plug for the sack (woo)
Money bag, money bag, racks (racks)
Now I got the plug for

nothing to something
Hurd niggas be bluffing
6 Flows you know that I’m dumping
I Had To Run Up A Sack
Get out your feelings and go chase a bag (Chase a bag)

Flipping that pack back to back
Quarterback I got that sack
Smoke out the pack
Yeah this supreme
Cook it up I got the recipe
You just sesame You ain really

the sack
Lights out

I won't do nothing (ahh)
I won't do nothing (i won't do that)
I won't do nothing (ahh)
I've started something
I won't do that

a sack 
Drying out by the fire 

Where is Gandalf in our time of need? 

Dawn take you all and become stone 
Sun breaks, rays of light piercing your flesh

need a fat fucking sack
Everybody out there down in depression not even being able to afford a therapy session 
Makes you want to put a gun to ya head