Lyrics:
someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
worth your while, so come on
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
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by
1885
And your Blue Duck's no longer alive
You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
you
It’s like making out with your damn truths
Is it love or is this voodoo
Star did you happen to use
Super glue to
Put up with my loose screws
Now I
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
took this shit too far, son
So that's all for you, I'm wiping out your whole team
I'll splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes
took this shit too far, son
So that's all for you, I'm wiping out your whole team
I'll splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes
have died, and our love may grow cold
But honey with you forever I'll stay
We're going out west where the sand turns to gold
Put your stockings
(Afficial Nast! What?!!)
[Sticky Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]
Oh ooh, here the thug come, from out the dungeon
Say goodbye to ya love one, you can't run from,
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you forever I'll stay.
We'll be goin' out where the sands turn to gold
But put your
our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you, forever I'll stay
We'll be goin' out where the sands turn to gold
But put your
down by the fuckin' four pound in your dome
Hit you with the nick plate chrome
Queensbridge, that's my motherfuckin' home
Off the top of my head, yo,
our luck may have died and our love may be cold
But with you, forever I'll stay
We'll be goin' out where the sands turn to gold
But put your
love you, Deborah
I don't even gotta say your full name, you are a goddess
Nicole Pastine (and of course the homie Xavier)
Rapping is my passion, I
comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Ooh, ooh
Ooh
Now I got a job and tried to put my money
am dark matter, I am the element that is keeping us alive, I am survive
Baby don't listen to nobody
Rep your hood with a tattoo if you want to, that's
you rock with a team of riders.
You learned the hard way when your verdict came down, with on one to spot you.
In your cell you think hard on that,
You put your hand on my knee
Something 'bout a winding road
Running up along side
The eastern coast
When I close my eyes
These daydreams come to life
love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your
In you
With you
In you
With you
In You
Limit
There is no limit
Your love is infinite
There's no one like you
Covered by Your love
I begin to worship
In
the street love
Each thug, is now reppin this with deep love
(Skills) Gang Starr duelin again rulin again
Watch as we do it again
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