Lyrics:
I was our man in Havana
Before Fidel drew the line
I was a Yukon gold miner
From time to time
A fisher of marlin
Off the Key West coast
Frequently
When the sun come up, we go down
You can have your partner and you're foolin' around
Spendin' my time on the open ground
Down by the Yukon Railroad
There's a place on the yukon river, called the carriboux saloon.
Where the miners go, to spend their gold,
An' listen to the sad, sweet tune.
there
Now we all in here
Went broke and had to start
Again, the bag in, call your friends
New body Range Rover shaped like a Yukon
(yeah) did it for
the Hard Rock Cafe
So I kick in the door, cause they heard I supply bricks
I got 10 they find more, I could hide 6
[Yukon]
You think quick, when there's
I have to pace
I am out here in the cold
I am out here in the cold
I'm just searching for some gold
Yukon rescue me
I am out here in the cold
Slowly
(D-roc)
Pistol toting, just me and Three
"Better keep it" what he told me
Burglaries with my cousin Meechy
Blue Yukon pulling robberies
Walk
steal from me
2-5 be that bomb-diggy bomb you see
Black juice in the Yukon driver's seat
[Noreaga]
I keep it real wit a bitch that keep it real wit
(Yukon Jack, it has a story)
And it's here, my last day in this room
Packing up the place where I'd spend my time with you
Remember those nights
Like big man, it's time make on move on
Big dawg like a huskie, feeling like it UCONN
Its a cold heart, ice in my veins, like Yukon
Make a move cause
And the Mississippi flow
See the bears up in the Yukon
Ask em how they weather the cold
And I'll walk down to a bar room
Start shaking hands
With the people spending
Digger Dave was a friend of mine
Got himself into a bit of a mess one time
Mindin’ his business, drinkin’ his wine
When he heard a shotgun blast
Yeah
I’m riding
Two-door coupe got mileage
Often moving in silence
Nightly time looking timeless
All black, don’t need a stylist
Gon’ take it out
Take your time, it takes time to move on
Who am I, take a guess, okay, you wrong
Hop in, Pulled off in a Yukon
Out of options currently, get a new
in the valley
Hmm, it seems she's all grown up
Time to head to Miskoky
'Cause the game's sewn up
I've been tryin' to learn this new song
But I hear
and dreams
Rolling in the right lane is where I’ll be
Pulling up early in the fancy lake homes
Getting no waves from the Yukon’s parade
It’s just another day
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I tell ya what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check it
I'm comin' back down, baby
This time in the six fo' (since we came down)
A lil' mo' sho',
Verse Two:
Since it's on, I call my nigga Arizona Ron
From Tucson, pushed the black Yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on, mostly rock the Isley
Stupid
Yukon
Usually had the slow grooves on
Mostly rock the Isley
Stupid as a youngin', chose not to move wisely
Sharper with game, him and his crooks, caught
miss ya
Hit ya thirty-four times to make your skin blister
Extended clips, cocked back quick to chrome sisters
You wild fire gunnin' bin barrels with
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
to the land of Midnight Sun
And I kissed the squaw at the wigwam door, many times I faced a gun
Brown Eskimo didn't want me to go, when I told her I must run.
Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety-two
With George Pratt his partner and brother Billy too
They crossed the Yukon river and they found
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