Lyrics:
that's what I look
I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady
that's what I look
I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady
that's what I look
I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady
that's what I look
I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady
Mmh
Pretty young nigga from the West Coast
My niggas in the bando
Young shawty in a Land Rov
I stay lit like a lamp post Yeah
Young nigga from
They gonn' have to kill me first 'fore it ever hit the ground
They said I'm black sambo
Bright Bape hoodie by the lamp post
Umbrella up that I
through the sweat I shelve a painting and I'm good
It's an aqua figure in my lamp post
It's an aqua figure in my lamp post, and it's burning
Feverish
and low
Underneath the lamp post by the barrack's gate
Standing all alone every night you see her wait
She waits for the boy who marched away
of love in all its glory
They tell when the lights are soft an' low
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
Standing all alone every night you'll see
a tale of love in all it's glory,
they tell when the lights are soft an' low!
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
standing all alone every
to ask
But here out in this darkness
One could really use a lamp
Cus we pray at the lamp post
Oh, we pray at the lamp post
Father of the lost
a tale of love in all it's glory,
They tell when the lights are soft an' low!
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
Standing all alone every
a tale of love in all it's glory,
they tell when the lights are soft an' low!
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
standing all alone every
what I look
I'll tell you why and what my motives are
I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by
Oh
a tale of love in all it's glory,
They tell when the lights are soft an' low!
Underneath the lamp post by the brigades
Standing all alone every
and low
Underneath the lamp post by the barrack's gate
Standing all alone every night you see her wait
She waits for her boy who marched away and though
Yes I can't explain, the thunder in my brain
When I walk into the lamp-post
On the boulevard, thinking I'm a star
I always walk into the lamp-post
and almost walking into lamp-posts.
Why's it so hot (Peace garden!)
The air coming up to the boil; rubbing up against walls and lamp-posts trying to get
In darkness I walk
In spite of the lamp posts
It gets colder as night falls
Breathe in the downtown smog
And your jagged little pill
Gives me
unreliable sources,
And I'm holding up the lamp-post if you want to know
I've seen the Wabash Cannonball, buddy, I've done it all
Cause I slept with
groovy
hello lamp-post, whatcha knowing
i've come to watch your flowers growin'
ain't cha got no rhymes for me
life, my love, all is groovy
feeling
to the light of day
Won't you leave me by the lamp post?
In the haze of your parfume
night fades away
Won't you leave me by the lamp post?
In the haze of your
find a nigga in the city with them O's cheaper
It's Nines
Bruh I come out my yard B
I see some random niggas painting them fucking lamp posts B
as a surprise.
Hm, but, way up here,
I'm spinning round the lamp-post in the rain
Way up here, I remember the rain,
And I'm whispering directly in your ear.
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