Lyrics:
you love me
'Cause you know I'll only kick you out the door
Yea I'll pay your cab fare home
You can even use my best cologne
Just don't be here in
a gypsy-cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger far more than an empty fridge
I'm gonna make it by any
kicking 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
work
When fashion makes you change
Keep the faith, don't waste
Another nickel on another name
And idolize twisted cars
Like taxi cabs and spiders
care
Hopped into a cab, take me anywhere
I'm in if you're down to get down tonight
'Cause it's always a good time
Good morning and good night
I
And take the whole damn family out
And buy my buddies all a round
Pay some extra on the tab
Catch a movie, catch a cab
Watch a ballgame from the stands
I know we made a downtown reservation
Let's get there early, get drunk, and break it
There's cabs outside we could wave and take one
To that
One night as I was walking down Columbus Avenue
The sushi bars were shuttered, and the dark cantina too
I stood there in the darkness as an empty cab
into the cab said, "Hail Mary, full of Grace"
Yesterday communion was the Mafia's reunion
Confessed to the priest, evade the apple, I ate the peach
Slept
morning
I have you in a cab by 9AM
So can I borrow that?
Ay girl can I borrow that? (Oh ooh-whoa)
Can I borrow that?
Won't you let a nigga hold that?
Can I
fame
Got hoes? Ho nigga, respect the game
I talked to cab drivers about the fast lane
And Islam, masters and chakras and beyond
Think about the hustle
my life is green harlem to Queens
Triborough bridge packed with cars
Trucks, vans and cabs
They got this new E-ZPass thing
Computer, taking over
your way to 7th Ave, flagged a yellow cab
Now you need an upper fast to help your mellow swag
Black kid, French braids and he keep the potent
Hold ya
I pulled up in that two-tone single cab me and Dad fixed
4x4 with a 4-inch lift
Just high enough that I had to help her in
Maybe it was that
Put him in a body bag
In the store and then dash
Pull up, I'm not a cab
She know she got a nigga bad
She know she gotta keep it bad
She know I
on while I pour)
The neighbors might think (baby, it's bad out there)
Say, what's in that drink? (ain't no cabs to be had out there)
I wish I knew how
the night boat on
For now it's heaven in deepest Tottenham
Oh, what have I done to deserve this fate? It's all going wrong
Even the cab fare has been
to a shooter
Ask me how they do it, kickin' shit, Ryu, Ken
Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab
Hit 'em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed
Cash
something, whoa
Look at me
And I think you'll see
Those lonely eyes
Don't have to be alone tonight
Don't make me pay my tab, catch a cab
Go home
Prospect Ave
Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab
You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2
Beast from the East part 2, coming
could still ride together
You don't need a Uber, you don't need a cab
Fuck a bus pass, you got a Moped man
She got nineteen eighty eight Mariah Carey
of here
And we could up and disappear
Into the back of a cab
Now, we ain't got to tell nobody
Between you and me
Is a black dress, T-shirt,
that we'd be kicking back by now
I know that life is a bitch, I know that life is a bitch
I thought we'd put her in a cab by now
But I'm stressing, I
Fifty-six thousand on cabs
Paid for my test I did not have to cheat
I am no Beyonce but I'm a big B
I got extendos, not talking no tees
You smoking Indo,
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