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don't fall apart I called 46 times And you answered on the 47th I called you 46 times And you answered on the 47th You tell me, you tell me, you've
sense, I'm only mortal Her backside's the eighth wonder of the world Everyone behind her is shaking to her beat She just became maestro of 47th street
Memories Oh I am the first son of Betsy and Edward Mensa Made love and made a legend, Woodlawn and 47th Gunshots outside my window, drug deals
it up in time for me to get my bag That was the morning trip, Imma get em on the way back So the school bus picked us up from 47th and Dan Drove us
rock solid 47th always had a bit of a crowd ‘cuz the copacabana played their music real loud I was feeling so solid...feeling rock solid So I gave
ignorance Get 'em Don't forget the heat (watch out) They might catch you lacking (watch out) On 47th street (watch out) By your mama address (watch
on the lake But again, I didn't let that scare me I went to 63rd We used to say that 47th Street was so dangerous that if you died Your parents may not come
me the trust issues get to my head I'm just sitting in this condo on the 47th floor Looking out to lights, asking myself "girl what you got in store?"
caught holdin' the bacon When they're droppin' a piano from the 47th floor I'm the guy underneath it lookin' up And when the tidal wave strikes 100 miles
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet Down where Lexington cross 47th Street Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three Turning
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet Down where Lexington cross 47th Street Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three Turning
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet Down where Lexington cross 47th Street Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three Turning
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet Down where Lexington cross 47th Street Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three Turning
this evening From the top of the 47th and just fall to the cement For the entire police quadrant and fire department to see it Would my disembodied
Chicago Discovered by du Sable A Black Frenchman That I had to mention Extensions of a young man livin' on a low end 47th and Michigan, lackin'
leave up out the crew The Lonely Island, the 47th president of these United States! And today as The Lonely Island was beaten to death with their own
solo tonight Just keep on thinkin marco polo for life when you're... [Chorus] [Verse 3] What's the paseo hah 49th street On 47th is gates
Once upon a time Down on 47th street I met a fine chick Tried to knock her off her feet Now all alone I thought she was playin' And didn't know that
Jerome One time for my uncle Jerome In the basement smoking cigarettes with Tyrique I think we did that when unc' wasn't home 47th and Lloyd, first
Off of Kenzie she stay right in the high rise Got a baby by a nigga, he's from my side Used to work on 47th at the Popeye's Big sis went to Tilden
to God I'm still alive Put your lighters up Let me take you where I was Southside ain't safe outside Seen a nigga standing on 47th street with a black
And I thank all of yall who supported the 'These Days Tour' For 47 cities there's 47 Bars And this is the 47th bar
Harry, what a waste Couldn't even get a small-town taste Rode the trolleys down 47th Figured he was good to get himself to heaven He had to run, run,
slide, nigga? (where you at?) On 47th, that's what we reppin Fuck the number after 11 Bitch, I been with Joey Purp and gang, gang since '07 I don't say
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