Lyrics:
Oh my god I just love Thahomie
Sandy beaches and sunsets
Atlantic ave posted wit my niggas we all fresh
Sandy beaches and sunsets
Atlantic ave
Yo, Vadell’s like Gang Starr, you know he’s the sure shot
(Yo, I never was a player, I just like to love a lot)
Yo, Vadell’s like Gang Starr, you
killed by the buckshot
Queensbridge, wake and up and smell the air
And stop killin' like a villain, like you don't care
Remember Willie and the times we
Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late
But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate?
He
Jesse got married, had a wife and a son
Was shot down at home by the Ford brothers' guns
Belle Starr, Belle Starr, your time's getting late
But how
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again
Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win
G-A-N-G to the Starr, son
Haters
a Rez Starr baby, can’t you see?
Into the wilderness, wild and free
I’m a Rez Starr baby, can’t you see?
Post bail at noon and out by 3!
A Rez Starr baby,
I'll hide in the dark
Shielded by a ring
A ring of smoke
Shielded by the cold
The dark reminds us that were not very bold
Atlantic cold
So fucking cold
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
like Atlantic Starr
New Birth, Wildflower was that jamming shit by far
And Eddie Kendricks' voice will have you singing in your car
I know, I know, I
You're standing by my side
And I say...
The Atlantic's so
Romantic
A secret waiting to be told
And I will always wander Cliff Walk
Barefoot at sunset
It's
along to Ipanema there's always time to spare
Forget the troubles of the world, when they get to much to bear
Won't you please come on Atlantic Avenue
[Fredro Starr]
Yo! Turn that shit up, word up!
Afficial Nasty Niggas...Fuck Dat!
Ya niggas is dead-ass!
Know what I'm sayin'?
We're payin' my
a bright yellow sunshine over clear blue skies, not compromised by your face.
Coast line around this time’s more inspiring without you.
Atlantic seems
settle for less?
Now take a deep breath
No time to get rest when cats is testin' your vest
Kid you know who we are
Afu to the Gang to the Starr
We
In the city every day, the gloom of night is broken
By neon plastic glitter, and men who sit there hopin'
That the next girl on the stage is
Never on time
So I'm waiting
I'm waiting
I'm waiting for him
Just to get high
To get by
Waiting on a friend
South Atlantic Ave
I'm waiting
put you in yo seat and make you panic yeah
Automatic
Automatic
I’m too cold like the mothafuckin Atlantic
I been told by too many to just shut it down
clock
Never on time
So I'm waiting, I'm waiting
I'm waiting for him, just to get high, to get by
Waiting on a friend
South Atlantic Ave
I'm waiting
Go ahead
Fresh out the gate again, time
To sing the praises, yeah
Another too early fallen rapper
I still remember when
I used to listen to the
Words
below her decks, so she had to make good time
Oh sweet Mary sail on by
Sail on by, sail on by
In the cold Atlantic waters three hundred men would die
sorry all the time
The days are long and much harder than I'd like
When the sun starts early, early on Atlantic Time
On Atlantic Time
We woke up before
give a row
Atlantic A-D-see is what I'm always givin' up
So niggas see-ware of the notorious "Panic Zone"
Crazy S-be -G
By the way it's Mr. Gangsta Bone
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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