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Real Piano Blues

a bitch ain't one, hit it Nah, a bitch ain't one I got a bitch that's old, a bitch that's new A bitch who love velvet in the colors blue I got a bitch

N~Harmony is back nigga Layzie: Yeah, belie' dat. Wish: You know. (Laughing) Krayzie: Kanye West on the track. Wish: Oh that's big. That's real big. Layzie

It really doesn't matter, we can all get down And do what we like, yeah, and do what we like From a pink-skinned yankee, to a blue black southerner Ditch

Just take a look at Harlem after sundown Any time you choose It's hard to find the people feeling run down There's no time for blues If you don't know

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Seamstress for the band Pretty-eyed, pirate smile You'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancin' in the

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady She was the seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile She'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancin

the sermon in each rendition as you come to feel The devotion and dedication that is poured forth Suddenly, you know they are real, they mean it! "Let

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Seamstress for the band Pretty-eyed, pirate smile You'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen her Dancin' in the