Lyrics:
toes
sip my Henn'y on the road
from JA to Labroke Grove
Manchester do it sick like whoa
got that swag
got ten toes
sip my Henn'y on the road
from JA
and out grove not a lot to piss I'm of your own
Listen, if discretion is advised
I'm about to get real live
Truth's the hardest to bring in the light
When
Dancing Under The Street Light (Live ya Street Life)-EDM
Written By: R. DarkaShade 07/08/2023
Live your street life
Let nobody stop you
Life is too
good
Lord you ever eat the pancake buffets? I
Gained so much weight
I had to buy relaxed-fit
Condoms by the time I left there
It was ridiculous and I
can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said, ""No
Would you come home to me?""
White collars and black magic from Bohemian grove to the throne of England
White collars and black magic if you got the power I got to have it
Let's
top down by the grove
Im trying to swerve in my lane
Im trying to see where I came
Got to make sure that we paid
You better learn from mistakes
the deck
In Boston when I'm completely wrecked
And doubtless I'm selfish, baby, take what I want
From you and whatever girl comes next
And maybe when I hit
and black magic from Bohemian grove to the throne of England
White collars and black magic if you got the power I got to have it
Let's start the rebellion
clothes, Rees, Tees, Girbauds
Fo'-fo's, semi-automatic calicos, brr, reload, explode
Let it be told, I'm from Holly Grove, what?
(2 minutes left)
Look,
The last time that I saw you
You were waving from the door
Turtle Fur out by the car there
Feet frozen to the floor
You were looking out
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
dun, he play by all the rules
That's why the house is his, the cars, all the jewels
Ya'll niggaz all are fools, your regular married with children
Dawg,
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
you bred from the grove
And you rep saints row
That's pac no biggie
How I paint Van Gogh
Got a new bitch
Pose nude in the vogue
How long I gotta live
about what we share. the physics can't be done by
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and
one by one we got to live on that,
24th Street barber shop, kept me out of trouble
I went from the waterboy to the quarterback in the huddle
callin all the plays I live for, die for Dade
I
telling him that he did not live this life
"You just a white boy." "You ain't never experienced that shit."
"You from Gaithersburg, Maryland. Nothing
to marry but go ahead and carry
All of our earthly goods and go to live out in the woods
Midnight on the mountain and you watch the clouds roll by
Country
he play by all the rules
That's why the house is his, the cars, all the jewels
y'all niggas all are fools, your regular married with children
Dog,
through me, it's time we live it up
Don't you know where I've, I've been coming from
Know I, see I, I'll blow your mind away
on the bowl straight on them ass take this
The last wizard of the century, artful, tricksters
You won't bust no basters from ejc to boston
No we don't have
Long ago in a land unseen
Near a village ruled by no king or queen
A forest stood with a beating heart
A girl was born from a branch's bark
Her hair
24th Street barber shop, kept me out of trouble
I went from the waterboy to the quarterback in the huddle
callin all the plays I live for, die for Dade
I
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