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). I want everybody at attention. You can call me Mr. Lyon. When I visit, When I visit. If money is the root to all evil. You can see me ball. People never see me fall. Cause I got the power. T-t-time
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better than money is a. Pile of that cold hard cash On my way home. I stopped to catch the last call. I could hear the band jamming. The people was having a ball. The owner asked me. If I would sit
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better than money is a. Pile of that cold hard cash On my way home. I stopped to catch the last call. I could hear the band jamming. The people was having a ball. The owner asked me. If I would sit
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better than money is a. Pile of that cold hard cash On my way home. I stopped to catch the last call. I could hear the band jamming. The people was having a ball. The owner asked me. If I would sit
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, you're welcome, my friend. Just walk up the plank. Everybody come aboard the showboat tonight Look around at the happy sight. We'll guarantee that you'll have a ball. Come on one and all Well, what a
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Farrell. I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels. . Chorus. . Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin',. And some men like ta hear, the cannon ball a
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Farrell. I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels. . Chorus. . Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin',. And some men like ta hear, the cannon ball a
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. Ppeonhan Taste, eodiseo bon Trick. Ain't that dope dope dope. Saeropge nuneul tteuneun geol. Super villain geoul sok majuhan. Nan deo meolli deo meolli Chasing darananeun geol. Super bad trouble nan ojik On
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I like the feelin' I get. When I'm ridin' in a jet. Say I'm goin' places I like the feelin' I get. When I'm ridin' in a jet. Say I'm goin' places I want to go to a different land. I try my best
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. . The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand. Mama says the pistol is the devil's right hand. . Me very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt. Shoots as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow
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bullets. Face full of pale. Eyes full of empty. A stare full of nails. The roulette ball, rolls along on the wheel. A mind full of fire. And a fistful of steel And if the vibe was suicide. Then you
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harder. If ? to the voice of a ?. Why white folk focus on dogs and yoga. People on the low end try to ball and get ova. Lyrics are like liquor for the fallen soldier. From the bounce to the ounce
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go under. Dancing this ball and chain around. It ain't no dirt to be found (Angel of the city). Now you're watching over me. (Angel of the city). Tell me where can you be. In time I'll find you
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the bar, betcha can't lift 'em. Ya throw two punches, now you got no wind. Hittin' mega pipes, gettin' super stupid thin. Smokin' all the squares and crying all the tears. Cause you're workin' for
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stripes and cutaway coat. Perfect fits. Puttin' on the Ritz. . Dressed up like a million dollar trooper. Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper. Super-duper. . Come, let's mix where Rockefellers
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the clouds, you can say that I'm a dreamer,. But I bang it super loud, turn that bitch into a screamer. I'mma do what I want, whatever. I'mma rage 'til the dawn, all-nighter. Don't hold your breath. You
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then I heard this beat. It made me move my feet. Hell yeah that thing was super dope. And then I sang this (melody). The dopest one I've ever seen. Something out the usual. So Mr. Engineer. Turn up the
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Intro Soyeon. I am the top, super lady (Oh). I never lose, yeah ('Cause I got a superpower). I am a god, super lady (Oh). I never die, bwatji? modu follow. Verse 1 Minnie, Shuhua, Yuqi. Boy, boy, boy
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pineapple parasol,. As Cinderella dropped the crystal ball,. And made a concrete cavern a caterpillar concert hall. I wish that we could sail our sad days away, forever,. In deep blue seas of paper machй
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the ball. And it's knocking heads and talking trash. It's slinging mud and dirt and grass. It's I got your number. I got your back when your back's against the wall. You mess with one man you got us all
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the ball. And it's knocking heads and talking trash. It's slinging mud and dirt and grass. It's I got your number. I got your back when your back's against the wall. You mess with one man you got us all
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the ball. And it's knocking heads and talking trash. It's slinging mud and dirt and grass. It's I got your number. I got your back when your back's against the wall. You mess with one man you got us all
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back of my buddies Monty Carlo. Spittin over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call the parking lot hoe. You know we sippin on that old brown bottle, bass in the trunk make the whole town
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