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Can't Beat Us

Jagger

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brady2tuff - McQueen and Mater 

McQueen and Mater

peaches x VCR (she fine) - 21 savege & tyler, the creator

Track 4 off of Goblin by Tyler, The Creator featuring Frank Ocean
Lyrics:
Golden rubbers in these denim pockets (denim pockets)
On my waist there's a black Glock (black Glock)
New girl moved on the block (on the block)
She been plottin' on my brown cock (brown cock)
Last night I slept over hers (over hers)
During sex, I overheard (I overheard)
A sword sliced the air, I pulled out the na-na
Rolled off the bed then shot back, paow-paow
Blood on the sheets probably spillin' from my gash
Looked out the glass, seen him sprintin' on the grass
A real ninja with the blade and the mask
Got them gold ninja stars and red Supreme nunchuks
Now she tryna patch me up, but
Girl, I was just tryna get a nutbust
If that's your ex, you should probably own a pistol
But I'm guessin' it's wiser to exit with dude
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Naked body fresh out the shower
Uh, and you touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in bed
But check your window (swag), he's at your window
The night light hits off, turnin' kisses to bites
I'm a down-to-earth nigga with intentions that's right
You'll be down in earth quicker if you diss me tonight
But I'll be the happiest if you decide to kick it tonight
We can chill and I can act like I don't wanna fuck
You can tell me all your problems like I really give one (nope)
But I give two for us 'cause you're the one that I want
Don't wanna seem like a punk pussy that simps over punk pussy
See when I'm with my friends I just put on a front
But in the back of my top, I'm writing songs about we
We as including I and yourself, making three
Little ones, the drums are hitting pretty hard if you ask me (yeah)
You're a pretty broad in the top three
Of things that I've been waiting to come, so
Meet me by the lake around ten and skinny dippin' and then
We can begin the pretend game, I want to be Finn from Adventure Time
The blinds wide open so he can (yeah)
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Naked body fresh out the shower
And you touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in bed
But check your window, he's at your window
One, two, you're the girl that I want
Three, four, five, six, seven, shit
Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous
Gorgeous, baby, you're gorgeous
I just wanna drag your lifeless body to the forest
And fornicate with it but that's because I'm in love with you, cunt
I just wanna talk, and conversate
'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place (cunt)
I just wanna talk, and conversate
'Cause I usually just stalk you and masturbate
And I finally got the courage to ask you on a date
So just say yes, let the future fall into place, cunt
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Naked body fresh out the shower
And you touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in bed
But check your window, he's at your window
The blinds wide open so he can
See you in the dark when you're sleepin'
Naked body fresh out the shower
And you touch yourself after hours
Ain't no man allowed in your bedroom
You're sleeping alone in bed
He's at your window
One, two, you're the girl that I want
Three, four, five, six, seven, shit
Eight is the bullets if you say no after all this
And I just couldn't take it, you're so motherfuckin' gorgeous
Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous (ahh)


HALLELUJAH

ABC's

YNR Flocka - Kamey Who? (Official Audio)

The Arab People Song. Watch the video on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AEk7hT3wU1E&t=2s

LYRICS:

Verse 1: 
 
We don’t like tennis shoes, we wear sandals
And yeah, we have sex with goats and ride camels 
I live in a desert in Abu Dhabi,
so I squat behind a cactus when I have to potty,
Roll your tongue on the R’s, 
Whoops, dropped a bomb, Allahu Ahkbar
I play the flute and snakes come out of jars,
I caught a flight, plane didn’t get far,

And you might not believe it, man,
But during the winter, I ski in sand,
And the TSA was like “Man, how did you get out of Iraq…”--- I ran. Damn...


Chorus:

Watch out, Watch out
Rasheed's got a bomb!
Watch out, Watch out
Abdul-Jabar got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Amir's got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Malcolm X got a bomb!

Verse 2:
I’m a billionaire, check my Equifax
Always wearing turbins and bedsheet hats
An Arabian day in the life,
See I have 10 leashes, one for each wife,
And I have 10 bombs, one for each flight,
That I put my wives on if they speak without permission,
Then “Mommy, look! There’s a plane in the airrrrr!"
(BOOM) uh, I swear it was just there...
We’re all Muslim, Salaam
And we all live in a cave, Saddam
Where we all eat lots of hummus…. yum!
My first website was the bomb dot com, UM….
 
And you might not believe it, man,
But during the winter, I ski in sand,
And the TSA was like “Man, how did you get out of Iraq…”--- “Iran” damn...

Chorus: 

Watch out, watch out
Hussein got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Ramir Asheed got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Obama got a bomb!
Watch out, Watch out
Osama bin Laden got a bomb!

(Well, not anymore...)

Verse 3:

Don’t touch my hat, it’s sacred
I can make all my wives get naked
I have a phobia, I’m afraid of BACONNNN
You need RPG? I can make it!
We own mini-marts and gas stations,
Where people buy beer to get wasted! 
Like 9/11 Victims, I take my—

Whoa whoa whoa…. dude, no— you just don’t say that. Wasted like 9-11 Victims? Fuck no. We don’t say that shit in America. You might say that shit over in Lebanon or Afghanistan or wherever the fuck you from but in America? You can get yo ass KILT out here! Take that shit out of the lyrics, right now before I shove a cactus up yo sandy ass. Right NOW! I ain’t playing…. shit!

ARAB: I’m sorry…. I didn’t know. I’m erasing it I erased it. It’s gone sir. I’m sorry.  

Me: Throw that damn falafel in the trash and focus…. (sigh) …. cue the Gotdamn music... 

As the world waits for my plans to unfoil,
During spring, I jetski on oil,
And I’ve bombed all sorts of different places and the TSA is the most racist, they be like

CHORUS:

Watch out, Watch out
Rasheed's got a bomb!
Watch out, Watch out
Abdul-Jabar got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Amir's got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Malcolm X got a bomb!

Watch out, watch out
Hussein got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Ramir Asheed got a bomb!
Watch out, watch out
Obama got a bomb!
Watch out, Watch out
Osama bin Laden got a bomb!

McQueen and Mater

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