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mre
But bigz said I’m getting too high

Young lil virgin 
Now He got broads band in ends like sky
Xans in my I cup tweakin
Countin up 18 zees by eye

It's time to get that shit started
No Cap
Come on
Yo, Smooth

Ghost
What the fuck you want
Bullets boy ahead, I'll just switch it like it's Lil Bill

Rari on the beat rari on the beat
Encore encore
Encore
Yo
My heart beats a somber score
This wicked rhythm with diminished horns
For a mic To strike

feels to stay down and run you some bands up
Hundred grand on me, it's hard holdin' my pants up
TRX the Hellcat motor inside a RAM truck
Real ones like

up
Yo place when niggas come thru
Niggas tryna kick it like some Kung fu
And barely got the time
I got bills
Me and mines
Need them bands
J's on my

and throw you in a Kobe lean
I grew up off a bill no I ain't talking about the Kobe bean
My nigga Cam on top he gone teach u like a ref
Got me right

No we ain't cool, nigga stop the capping 
Im type of nigga to get the energy matched 
Light switch friends, I ain't paying for the light bill 
Just

Down by the Riverside and When the Saints Go Marching In

Elvis Presley

Frankie and Johnny/Paradise Hawaiian Style

1993

the riverside
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside

Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old

Need A Stack

Lil Wayne

Indigo

2019

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

I walked up in that bitch
With five, tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids on me (woo, woo)

7am, free my uncles them niggas on level 10
Tough as hell till I hit em in this ten And me and Buddy Slime strike her again
Shit, baby, she need

on your pinky
Rocks (Yeah)
What's that wrapped up in that rubber band?
That's knots (Woah)
They say, How'd you get your life like this?
That's knots (Woah)

on your pinky
Rocks (Yeah)
What's that wrapped up in that rubber band?
That's knots (Woah)
They say, How'd you get your life like this?
That's knots (Woah)

Kiss Me

Sybersound

Party Tyme Karaoke: Super Hits, Vol. 1

2000

will wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift you open hand
Strike up the band, and make

strike em down
Strike em down, strike em down
Don't need no drive by,
Pushing 180 with the nitrous burning my tires
I better watch out for the odds
Before

The Militia

Gang Starr

Belly

1998

come up
But when you speak of who's the livest MC, I stay what up, what's up?
I got stripes while you got strikes and bogus mikes
Do what bitch niggaz

dress
Oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift up your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance
Silver

crushed
I might get kicked out by the bunch
Yeah, I might hit the gas on 'em, leave 'em dust
Whole lot of bands, tell a nigga tighten up

Somebody swap

Trippin' with Dick Vitale

Kid Rock

The Polyfuze Method

1993

I know ain't fertile

I'm a real jet setter like Cecil turtle 
I'm down with Bill Bands so Fuck Joe Glover
And while I'm at it mother fuck fat ass

only a bill
(Yo yo yo, La, chill
The Nature wanna hear some of that
Up-to date, New Swing stuff)
Aight, I got you, here we go one more time
(Kick it)

signs
I got bands like it's band time
Posted up at granny house, trappin' off the landline
What's all that hootin' and hollerin'?
I'm who bring

that dress

Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

wear that dress

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band, and make the fireflies

wear that dress
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band, and make the fireflies

that dress.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band
cnd make the fireflies dance