Lyrics:
call a cab 'cause I dig canary
Yellow accents on a dark bitch
I met her back when she kept all her carpet
I'm well aware all that shit is fantasy
I
a cab
Yo, where Jarobi at?
Imbibing on impeccable grass
I be in NYC waiting for that law to pass
Past shit been waiting for a Jet's title since last
tab
Pour myself in a cab and be back to work before two
At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder
What would Jimmy Buffett do?
Funny you
confirmed my reservation
Then I hopped a cab
No idea of my destination
And feeling pretty bad
With my suitcase in my hand
In my head, my new life
down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh
illin, man?
You know what time, what time it is
Then you start to lie about things you don't have
You speak of limousines? You can't afford a cab
Said you
And I still feel the need
Of your apron strings once in a while
For there's taxi cabs hooting
But I can't be foot-loose forever
My suitcase it's
Without knowing anything at all
And now that I can put this down
If I had known what I know now
I never would have played so nonchalant
Taxi cabs
records on while I pour)
The neighbors might think (baby, it's bad out there)
Say what's in this drink? (no cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew
off in around the park
It's twenty five a side and before it's dark
There's gonna be a loser
And you know the next goal wins
Cab it to the front
be slipping in round the back
I just need a little, a little cab fare
And then I'll let you hit the sack
Cause I'm losing my touch
Losing my
or in a wet dream?
With your tv on channel fuzz
Uncle L, that's how much damage he does
Here's five dollars, catch a taxi cab
Take your rhymes
past the sky
I remember havin' to take the dollar cab
Comin' home real late at night
Standin' on my feet all damn day
Tryin' to make this thing
cab seat
Keep his eyes on the rails ahead
While ten cars back in the empty box
The lonely hobo sighed
For the days of old and his pal so cold
Was
for him to come in
Is that Haile Selassie?
No, it wasn't him, it was a cab
He's a black gentleman
But he when he comes in, you're gonna meet him
aboard America here comes the freedom train
Will Annistage stepped into the cab and the wheels began to roll
Freedom train must never stop Republic
drove a cab
A young Houston hard-hitter all about the scrilla
Ridin' somethin' candy coated, crawlin' like a caterpillar
I'm tippin' on them fours, I'm
and he's doing you wrong
Frankie looked over in transom she saw to her susrprice
There on the cab sat Johnny making love to Nellie Blie
He is my man
Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude
Getting a cab and traveling on buses
Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs,I say that's
far away from here
While the man at the fire shovels in the coals
Stick your head out the cab and watch the drivers roll
See the towns and the roads
Mack, with me you can ride"
So I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside
He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand
And I
The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o'clock
And the cab passed by at nine
In the pines, in the pines
or in a wet dream?
With your tv on channel fuzz
Uncle L, that's how much damage he does
Here's five dollars, catch a taxi cab
Take your rhymes
and let you down (ooh, ride, ooh, ride, Susie Cincinnati, ride)
In her little red cab, she is scootin' all over town (ooh, ride, ooh, ride, Susie
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