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King B B B King In London

She's a ghetto woman waitin' for her man to come home Oh, poor ghetto woman, waitin' for her man to come home She's just a ghetto woman waitin' for her

You never treat me gentle Yet you spend up all of my gold Then you look around for a young man Tell me I?m too old That?s why we can?t agree Yeah, baby

Minaj] Stepped up in the party like my name was “that b***h”. All these haters mad because I’m so established. They know I’m a beast, yeah I’m a f**king

dick em out Throw somethin down whenever my dick's out They know me so they restructure and reroute They know me from Washington to down south All the way to London

find us in Texas Never gon leave, cause we love Texas Everything big, up in Texas By the way we walk, you could tell we from Texas [Bun B] It's Big Bun king

solitified Jim Jones, Rider of Riders, Santana, Human crack in the flesh My nigga Hell Rell is home, I jus' brought my niggaz S.A.S over from London 40

Looking tired, just got back from a party And the Queen leaned out and she said, ?Aren't you B.B. King?? She said, ?Oh B.B., sometimes it's so hard to

thing and showing off their cars I guess I'm neck deep in it and starting to drown Along the wannabes in swinging London town Swinging London town Swinging London town Swinging London

solitified Jim Jones, Rider of Riders, Santana, Human crack in the flesh My nigga Hell Rell is home, I jus' brought my niggaz S.A.S over from London 40