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I've got a snapshot of your Aunt Maureen She's 90 and you're a teen I'm trying to cheer you up Don't be so mean, don't be so mean Crash, bam, now you're looking good Tip Top, now you're feeling good Once more, here's your Aunt Maureen Don't you feel good, don't you feel good Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see in magazines Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see on T.V. screens Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens Wake up to music And say you're too sick to go to work Soon, you will lose all your zits Tight sweaters no longer fit Jetsetters will make their pitch I told you so, I told you so Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see in magazines Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see on T.V. screens Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens Don't eat that ice cream It is vanilla Give it to me Don't eat that pastry What's in the middle Give it to me Don't eat that burger Has it got mayonnaise Give it to me Keep that mystique up And wear a "D" cup No matter what Don't eat no curry Before a very Important date Do I look so knowing and old and wise Maby it's those Dacron ties How come you keep asking me For Tips For Teens, for Tips For Teens Crash, bam, now you're looking good Tip Top, now you're feeling good Once more, here's your Aunt Maureen Don't you feel good, don't you feel good Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see in magazines Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens The kind you don't see on T.V. screens Tips For Teens, Tips For Teens

Boop, boop (Full send, brother) Bum-ba-da-ba-bum-bum, bum-ba-da-ba-bum-bum Bum-ba-da-ba-bum-bum, bum-ba-da-ba-bum-bum I got a stack for the waitress I got a stack for security And I got five for the bitch that I'mma fuck while she wearin' my jewelry And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it Shhh, That ain't shit, that's just tips That's just tips That's just tips And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it That ain't shit, that's just- Pocket change, tried to take it, let that rocket bang Clase Azul, we'll stock the plane Got the strip club lookin' like the stock exchange You better watch your tone before that two-tone watch come and rock you homie, you are not the homie Put a boulder on top of your molar, then drive off Now that's what I call a "rock n' roller" I am not for folding unless it's these bills The code at the gate? It's a Netflix password, come chill You ain't never been in a Wiscansin mansion with a bitch, you ain't lived Let me get some understanding, you just in here dancing on broke niggas for real? (What? Ew) Well let me get it jumping (Shit) I come from the slum but I'm a Slumdog Millionaire I'll show you how to get it bumpin' (Shit) You know I'm coming just as long as it ain't in your hair We gotta get up in something (Mmm) Take that as straight facts 'cause I ain't bluffin' (Mmm) I got bread, got a pocketful of muffins (Mmm) I gotta pay you back for your patience, but what if I said- I got a stack for the waitress I got a stack for security And I got five for the bitch that I'mma fuck while she wearin' my jewelry And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it Shhh, That ain't shit, that's just tips That's just tips That's just tips And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it That ain't shit, that's just- The tip of the iceberg, legit lit My bitch whippin' the Viper, your shit don't hit You in the pit with the vipers, you gon' get bit 'Cause you a clown-ass nigga so you won't get it (Shiiit) I got a chain and another chain Hop out the Lambo and get in another thing I'm with the famo, ain't nobody struggling Them niggas holler "gang," I say "other gang" You gotta be honest, you know you feelin' it So get on your knees and do your due diligence, I'm killing it Is it me or it is it a fucking feel in this? The Tallahassee hero on some villain shit I can't walk with a million (Uh-huh) Blue-face hundreds, they cripplin' (Uh) I know they don't like it I'm still gettin' it (Huh) Teddy Pain is officially in the buildin' bitch (Ungh) Been with the baddie like a few times Butter up the booty like a shoe shine I'm 'bout to murder this pussy, true crime One thing 'bout a shot, I'mma shoot mine Pull it over, you too fine Hit it back to back, that's two times Open up your mouth, I gotta pay you back for your patience, before I leave- I got a stack for the waitress I got a stack for security And I got five for the bitch that I'mma fuck while she wearin' my jewelry And I got a couple hundred dollars for the nigga that park my whip And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it Shhh, That ain't shit, that's just tips That's just tips That's just tips And I got a lot more in my pocket, somebody better stop it That ain't shit, that's just- Here you go, here you go, here you go (Go) Keep the pussy poppin', I got plenty more (Oh) Up to the ceiling, down to the floor (Go) Come on baby, show me what it's hittin' for Here you go, here you go, here you go (Go) Keep the pussy poppin', I got plenty more (Oh) Up to the ceiling, down to the floor (Go) Come on baby, show me what it's hittin' for (Uh-uh, yeah)

I reached out my arms and I touched you With soft words I whispered your name I held your love on the tips of my fingers But that was as close as I came. My eyes had a vision of sweet lips Yielding beneath my command I held you right on the tips of my fingers But I let you slip right thru my hands. Yes, I let you slip right thru my hands. Somebody took you when I wasn't looking I should have known from the start It's a long, long way from the tips of my fingers To the love hidden deep in your heart. To the love hidden deep in your heart. Somebody took you when I wasn't looking I should have known from the start It's a long, long way from the tips of my fingers To the love hidden deep in your heart. To the love hidden deep in your heart. I held your love on the tips of my fingers But I let you slip right thru my hands. Yes, I let you slip right thru my hands. I held your love on the tips of my fingers...

DJ Mike 305 RedTips Infrared Gang We gone Ride Lets Go I put my shot in the air and its nothing but net Remember those times I could never forget P had me pushing that P for a time I was blind I was just trying to run up a check God showed His mercy in time I was lost now I'm found With a ring and a robe around my neck Holy spirit imma give you respect Jesus Christ imma give you respect God imma give you respect Cause you give me things I didn't deserve Thats why imma cling to your word Love is an action it's really a verb And what you do matches everything I heard Don't chase the wind I left that to the birds I can't go back from the things that I heard I can't go back from the things that I heard No Thats why I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good Good Good Though I'm Good where I'm at though Good Good Good Though I'm Good where I'm at though Stay by your side till the day that I die When we meet in the sky, we'll be vibing Ohh imma Stay by your side till the day that I die Ain't no lie when we meet, we'll be vibing I talk to God I can't listen to snakes He gave me a talent I'm making it shake The price is to do it whatever it takes I got the power as well as the cape I got the icing as well as the cake Uhh I'm eating them both and its great Following God it ain't never been safe But I know I want God to Use me Anywhere you go Lord you can move me I'm available Lord you can Choose me Satan want my soul he acting goofy But naw I'm Gucci told him I'm Yea Yea Yea Lets Go Dade County 305 We Gonna Ride Thats why I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good where I'm at though Thats where I'm at though I'm Good Good Good Though I'm Good where I'm at though Good Good Good Though I'm Good where I'm at though Stay by your side till the day that I die When we meet in the sky, we'll be vibing Ohh imma Stay by your side till the day that I die Ain't no lie when we meet, we'll be vibing