Lyrics:
a keep it lit like the 4th of July
We gon' keep it lit like the 4th of July
Now I'm not pulling horses
But I know I don't fit in
Cheekbones on glow
If
you're tryna do
Can't find my friends and you look cool
Come find me dancing by the exit signs
We can go all night
Gonna turn it like
The 4th
he's not really a relative, you know, we got a twin shit that doesn't count, you know? But uh, no, my family, we get together July 4th this past July 4th
back on the 3rd floor
Hear the gentle way that he caresses and presses
The grooves without being selfish
Goes a little differently on the 4th floor
Hey
Tat Chat Chat ooooh 4th Avenue Jones'
K-Ci himself
(himself, himself) Shabba dabba dee swee swee
Ha Ha Oh yeah, lemme tell ya now, oh yeah
I never
killed my baby's father!]
Order in the court!
I'm sorry for the outburst your honor
I have an original copy of the police report
January the 4th
Yo whassup kid?
Yo every motherfuckin year I spend $70,000
for a fuckin picnic, 4th of July
You motherfuckers come and eat up my shit, now that's
shooting)
We rhythmically inclined cataclysmically in time to be defined the bosses
I got a Jones for a hit, so I'm swerving the block
On 4th Ave 'cause I
be the dude walking around with the beer goggles
We surrounded by miles and it looks like 4th of July
When they bring them bottles
One shot
Two
Day
This Is Daisy's Day Yeah
This Is Daisy's Day Yeah
It's Daisy's day
The 4th of May
Daisy and her dad are out on their way
They're on the road
Bye bye, hater, real niggas winning
The 4th of July don't
Tell me I'm independent (Nah)
I'm killing it, bro, my motive locomotive
Zero to ninety-nine
else instead
I barely passed all my tests, spent that whole summer in bed
4th of July fireworks solo in my apartment
I stayed up late every night
My new
had something to say
Turn them 808s up
Let me feel that bass
'Cause Imma Palm Beach City boy
Determined to be the greatest
Born on the 4th of July
for O.G.F , 4th street in Brigantine.
I held the 380 mean, out the bus on the scene.
Riding dirty! Living nights without a decent dream.
One scheme
Burned out in the lawn in Tucson, Arizona
With the scavengers on 4th Avenue
Feeling old, boredom of the second hand stores
Hoping maybe I could
hey
You know when it's cold outside
And the time goes by man, I'll be home
Literally the 4th of July got me caught by surprise and I'm outta rope/
be the dude walking around with the beer goggles
We surrounded by miles and it looks like 4th of July
When they bring them bottles
One shot
Two
daughterr,
(Ummm)
My drip is 4th quarter,
Fuck around, she slips on my waterrr
(ummm)
She a freak,
Geekin me,
On em bed,
I'll eat it to sleep
From
I just put in work she call me Mister
(Hey Mister!)
Mr. 4th quarter
Mr. Make it happen
Mr. Clean, what's the addict
Mr. I keep your bitch
A man like me from the streets
Remember when I was tossin'
That ass on 4th and Slawson
You said I was everything you want
And now all the condoms
and you're a rock singer"
So the transition from rappin to DJ wasn't smooth
But I still pursued cause I had somethin to prove
July 4th and Labor Day in
Lit up like the 4th I'm a happy drunk come to papa big momma 'cause your
Daddy's drunk I want to pump pump it up like the Goodyear blimp
Make you
biting's never condoned
From the Westside 4th Avenue crew Jones
We went all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the second batter Ras Kass
to three bastard sons
A record label, a King to 4th letter
Passin' phases, non-legitimate trendsetters
Pop figures, who figured they'd get paid
.JPG/300px-2brothersonthe4thfloor_(cropped).JPG "2 Brothers on the 4th Floor")
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