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Track: Team
Artist: Xavier Weeks
Album: We All Gon Win

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Name: Xavier Weeks
Spotify Genres: melodic rap
Followers: 54,505
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American pianist, songwriter and teacher. Born January 26, 1906 Died November 19, 1988 (82 years old). He is the father of pianist Debbie Denke. He played on radio as well as clubs, hotels, and recording. He began in the San Francisco Bay Area as an "ear player" to become one of the best in the area. At the age of nine, he began lessons with Herman Tutner, a very well-known teacher at the time. He played in band and for the choral group in high school. He continued to study at the Chicago Musical College under Rudolph Gans. He began playing in the pit orchestras with bandleaders before joining hotel bands with bandleaders such as Anson Weeks, Phil Harris and Xavier Cugat. Radio followed including the radio program "Masters Of Melody" for its entire 10-year run of salon music and light classics. Next he was the staff pianist for CBS radio in San Francisco. In 1957 he joined Anson Weeks Orchestra at the Palace Hotel in San Francisco. He continued his radio gig and playing hotels, including for many years at the St. Francis Hotel in San Francisco.

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LYRICS

Damn, Callan, you gettin' guap
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
She off the molly, lil' baby, she a fiend
This shit really ain't what it seems
Big guap, big dough, what you need?
I got love all across the map now
What that body do? Baby, I'm tryna map out
All I know is that I had to take the band route
Big dope, this bitch had to tap out
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
She off the molly, lil' baby, she a fiend
This shit really ain't what it seems
Big guap, big dough, what you need?
I got love all across the map now
What that body do? Baby, I'm tryna map out
All I know is that I had to take the band route
Big dope, this bitch had to tap out

Ooh, you know I had to
Run up on the bros, that's a bad move
Money over a bitch, now she think I'm a bad dude
How sad, oh yeah
111 shit, that's where I stay
And these bitches really love to hate
Don't care as long as I'm gettin' paid
Could give a fuck what they say
I had to get to the bag then I lane switch
Stop talkin' like you us, you ain't gang, bitch
She a thot, damn, she so faithless
Big 'Woods, no, bitch, you can't face this
Just took another hit now I'm faded
.223's to his head, made his brain split
Now I'm up at the top, I said, "Hey, bitch"
No, we ain't gon' take pics

That bitch wanna fuck with my team
She off the molly, lil' baby, she a fiend
This shit really ain't what it seems
Big guap, big dough, what you need?
I got love all across the map now
What that body do? Baby, I'm tryna map out
All I know is that I had to take the band route
Big dope, this bitch had to tap out
That bitch wanna fuck with my team
She off the molly, lil' baby, she a fiend
This shit really ain't what it seems
Big guap, big dough, what you need?
I got love all across the map now
What that body do? Baby, I'm tryna map out
All I know is that I had to take the band route
Big dope, this bitch had to tap out

Damn, Callan, you gettin' guap