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Play it!
03:11
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Money
03:23
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Bells and whistles flying high
Reach him down to touch the sky
You don't want to know the show
You can't even touch the snow
Yell fleet fleet
All we know is Tweet tweet
That won't stop a batting ram
If we eat another hand
I don't wanna know the rhyme
You don't wanna know the time
Driving driving everyday
That's just how they learn to pay
Tolls on bridges
Burn out snitches
Find another money tree!
If you don't agree with me!
Lemme get another....
Dollar
Ribbon on the field stick
I don't even know the trick
Whats it take to make a life
I don't even own a knife
Tripped up on medicine
While we're all singing hyms
Falling for a loose time
I just cut your noose line
Saved it for a rainy day
Now I got a lot to graze
My hands on owners grass!
Fold back the drinking glass!
credits
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Lay it Down
02:59
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I'm waiting
I'm fainting
From the heals that face me
Rolling back
In a heart attack
Now I'm on the ground
Tryna get on around
This reason
I'm breathing
Let it pass
Just mind I'm healing
It's all cheap
Defense is so weak
So stick up the sense
And don't wait to be found
These days
I praise
It's another passing phase
What's the deal
If you're gonna spin the wheel
In a different scene
Where there's a reason
I'm pacing
While racing
Keep up the heat
Get off my chasing
Two and a fold
I will grow in a cold
Still young and bold, Oh I know
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Time to Leave
04:44
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This time leave it, I believe I’ve heard enough
No idea where to start, and that’s the hardest part
It don’t matter what you’re dealing now
And it don’t matter if I’m feeling down
Now is this for real, it happened suddenly
Or is it just for you, hidden by secret greed
I don’t wanna know where you’ve been
And I don’t wanna hear that again
Diamonds and gold, I know i’ve been told
To start running before this turns cold
Diamonds and gold, I know i’m not bold
You’ve got me under your hold
The situation’s grim, I see you twice a week
I haven’t got much else, so I can’t bare to leave
Bought you clothes and wine, your car’s nicer than mine
I’m always feeling left behind
Finally caught you, found just what I need
Some dirt that will make me see
Your evil ways, your stealing face
Diamonds will fade, your gold will break
I’ve got to leave
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Jokes
03:15
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What’s this, floating mid air
A smooth little jam on the kick ’n’ snare
That’s right we’re here, where we love to be
In your ears, in your head, and in your feet
Feel the beat, kick the floor
I’d love to meet, let’s hang for sure
Funk can open doors
Let’s go, make jokes
Mispoke, no smokes
Too broke, but stoked
I’m told, ya’ll know
How to, get down
Well I’d like to figure out
Round 2, restart, renew, review
Improve, still groove, don’t tell me how to move
Cuz soon, you’ll see
You’ll want, to be, with me, oh please
You’ll see
Let’s go, meet folks
Still broke, still stoked
Ya’ll can, get down
So let’s bust one out right now
Feel it
I don’t have to tell ya again, you get it, you get it my friend
We like to dance, we like to dance
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