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This gone make ya bob ya head & groove & this gone lift ya spirits up that's true & this gone make ya wanna 2 step & move said this gone be
not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal, bye, bye, bye)
I think about you all the time (oh)
I see you in my
The young generation yo,
What's the deal bro, Charlie Brown, man
[Charlie Brown]
I don't know what the deal is
You have to ask my partna Dinco D
Yo yo
what you gon do
Ay girl
'Cause the liquors talking
Plus I know your ready by
The way you take it off and ohh
Ay girl
I'm just stuck on your features
Ay
Heels on the floor, blunts the air, Ladies by the stage, my niggas by the stairs, Pretty Women with good hair, dark skin, brown skin, skin so fair,
Paul Mason
What you smoking on?
Huh
Gary Peyton
I had to forgive those who never Apologized to me
Accountability they never take on Account of they
war with a Brown skin?!
Who wants war with a Black Kid?!
Tell me nigga!
Who want war with a Black Kid?
Shout to my dawgs, by far we got that gold skin
Lite skin pretty face
With some brown braids
Met you once and i been
Thinking about you all day
Niggas plotting on you
But they all lame
You know
But I'm crazy hey that's what they say about me
I'm just walking in His faith and pray I'm right Street
Cause I don't wanna mislead
Don't wanna mislead
what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest
your wings
When you're learn to fly anyway, I said
Hey, hey, hey, by now you know what's right
By now you know what's wrong
You know, you have to be in
He's alright, Mr Brown. Yeah, don't worry about him
He has been sitting up there for as long as I can remember
Yeah, he's always there, dawn till
KF: Tell me about the new music
And what was it like
Collaborating with Paul McCartney and just
Once again, another musical direction
A different
explain but what pertains
To cocaine it a thing that rain
See summer roll around n****s all about change
Then they steady move them keys like Bob James
haters face down on the mat
Splat! Yeah I can make a green nigga mad
Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass
[B.O.B.]
You can tell I'm a G by
Crawford
Keith Childress
LaMontez Jones
Michael Brown
Nathaniel Pickett
Paul Oneal
Pamela Turner
Quintonio Legrier
Rumain Brisbon
Sandra Bland
Terrier Thomas
America's brown
And twenty years from now every town will be brown
And Latin or African, look at Manhattan
I'ma tell you what I seen with my three eyes
Word
three"
"Hello, my name is Plug One, and um
Let me tell you a little bit about myself
I like Twizzlers and um, I like the Alligator Bob
And my
And his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein
He's forty-seven, goin' on sixteen
His request line's open but he makes no bones
About why he plays Madonna after
You know what?
I don't feel like rapping about
Video Games this week, man
Let's mix it up
Let's take these kids to school literally
This is
it off Now, baby, gonna take it off
Girl, my mind ain't right, right What else can you expect? You the baddest thing in my sight
Sean Paul, just give
still ringing
I do road for my GG
My aim's mad so it's all safe for civilians
Plus you can't tell me about dippings
More time I lean finesse that with
Ringo, what have we done this year?
I see you haven't shaved again
Well, Ringo, what have we done this year?
We've done a lot of things this year, Paul
Ain't this the dude that said that it ain't about the price tag
Now on your records all that you do is brag
Come on Bob, I thought you was better than
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