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Tune into my online radio show if you're bored
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Crypto who sings this song?
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yo yo yoy yo yoy yo yoy yoy yoyoy oyyoyoyoyoyoyo yoy yoy yoy oyo yo yo yo
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T Rex - Cosmic Dancer Syd Barrett - Opel Now: Beck - Goin' Nowhere Fast |
Thanks man. From what album is that song from, Beck's?
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dave: go post in the AC forum on my thread
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Hearing. I missed the T. Rex I see?
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play some black dice
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Tuned in I am. It cut into my Leadbelly but it's cool. Should be some good listening
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BOB DYLAN
Hell yes brother |
Leadbelly :)
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SY!!!!!!!!
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Hell Yes Yes Yes!!!!!!!!!
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IIIIII CAN BE ANYTHING!
TAKE A LOOK! IT'S IN A BOOK! READING RAINBOW (READING RAINBOW) yeah, ti's likle that |
![]() where'd you get that?....can u up it? |
Maybe....
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you'd be a legend [as the aussies say]
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Are you going to snitch on me?
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Next song is dedicated to Lux
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no.
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no, nigga
not the price is right this song now |
Tom Jones? you sly devil
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Nah, the one before it
STOP SNITCHIN |
im FEELIN this shit yo
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Like it or not im in the game and i'm showin up
![]() Im tippin fo's and im sippin fo's and im flippin hos with my partner clue posted up at dat TSU or dat PrarieView wit my patna Lew Hawk boys get outlined in chalk tryin to run up and jac my slab this one here for my boy lil kee im throwin duce up and givin boys dab Pourin da juice up and grippin that av wavin hoods so the bass showcase setin the trends steady choppin up wind with a diamond ice grin and that paper i chase |
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You don't even have to bring your paper out Drinks is on the houseeee |
damn g, why we aint partied yet? ...you bring da bitches and da tunes, ill bring da drink and funk
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i already have drinks and plenty of funk.
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next song is SOOOO next level
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So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be And I apologize if this message gets you down Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back Spaceships dont come equipped with rearview mirrors They dip as quick as they can The atmosphere is now ripped Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom Like a premie out the womb My partner yellin "Too soon! Dont do it! Reconsider! Read some litera - ture on the subject You sure? Fuck it You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic If that bitch do you dirty we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart Play your part Play your part" |
Sweet jones
By bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser, drive a compressor Top notch hoes get the most, not the lesser trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club fucking up the game, bitch you gets no love She be cross country givin all that she got A thousand a pop, Im pullin Bentleys off the lot I smashed up the grey one, bought me a red Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary Your bitch chose me, you aint a pimp you a fairy |
Baby you been rollin solo, time to get down with the team
Because its greener on that other side if you know what I mean I'll show you shit you've never seen The 7 wonders of the world And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that aint my style Need a real streets stalker to walk a green mile We burnin up the paper on the dining room table Cause you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable We rockin precious sable, keep that chilla on the rack What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back Im a million dollar mack, need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin in your life, watch your daddy get rich Easy as A B C, simple as 1 2 3 Get down with UGK, Pimp C, B U N B Cause whats a hoe with no pimp, and whats a pimp with no hoes Dont be a lame, you know the game and how it goes We tryin to get jones |
so i just bring my steez then?
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Eni mini decisions with precision I pick
Or make my selection on who I choose to be with Girl dont touch my protection, I know you want it to slip But slippin is something I dont do, tippin for life? (Mmm mmm!) Thats like makin it rain Every month on schedule (mmmHhmm!) Let me tell you Get your parasol umbrella cause its gonna get wetter Better prepare you for the see-saw pole She supposed to spend it on that baby but we see she dont Ask ask Paul McCartney the lawyers gettin sloppy Slaughter slaughter of them pockets, had to tie her to a rocket Send her into outer space, I know he wish he could Cause he payin 20K a day, that b****is eating good Like an infant on a double D b**** is getting plump Cause he miscalculated the next to the last bump Dump dump in the gut, walk it off from the giddy up Better chose the right one or pick pick the kitties up |
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My steez is next level. Just bring some aussie hoes |
![]() All I wanna do is *gun shot* *gun shot* *gun shot* *gun shot* And a *cash register* And take your money M.I.A. 3rd world democracy Yeah, I got more records than the KGB So, uh, no funny business ![]() |
![]() And I'm a point the finger on all you wannabe gun slingers You got a real ice grill but are you really real Step to the hill and I'm a test your gun skills Cuz real niggaz don't try to profile You just a chump who needs to get drunk to buckwhyle But swing that bullshit this way And I'm a make your visit to the bridge a muthafuking short stay Queensbridge, that's where I'm from The place where stars are born and phony rappers get done 6 blocks and you might not make it through What you gonna do when my whole crew is blazing at you Wit macs and tecs to lend to get your dome crush You thought that you could come around my way, you big stupid fuk What the hell you smoking, what the fuk possessed you To come out your face, now I have to wet you Throw on my tims, black mask and black ?serpent? Twist a nigga cap, then jump in the J-30 |
![]() You probably don't have a big ol house on the hill But if you did just imagine how it would feel If your phone got disconnected, no cash, and ya gas cut off And the gal that you had that was helping just stepped the fuck off She took the kid, the dog, and the kitty And everybody know you're at a low they feel pity And what's really fucked up is now you're just normal No more hoes, no more clothes, can't go to the show cuz it's formal And you wonder why why why why why And you resort to gettin high But damn, you can't find ya stash And you never took the time to ask yourself What you gonna do when the people go home And you wanna smoke weed but the reefer's all gone And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out the doobie ashtray Why they do me that way What you gonna do when ya friends go home And you wanna take a pill but ya end's all gone Somebody had the nerve to take the herb up out my doobie ashtray Why they do me that way? |
![]() devin is the realest dude around |
I LOVE this woman
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