Lyrics:
Stick-up gotta get the roni from the safe
Gotta get the roni gotta bounce
Gotta get the roni by the ounce
Yeah
That's pepperoni
Cowboy shit
Cowboy shit
I was standing at the end of the very longest line
between everywhere and nowhere I could not make up my mind
stole enough to keep me honest,
up
I'd rather tour for nothing with you
Sid and Nancy were pretty fancy
Kurt and Courtney were too
John and Yoko even Cher and Sonny Bono
Would be
much more fancy footwork, it's adored by many amour
Don't awe me with your little sidestep technique
Get to the beat, loosen up, it's the streets
In
much more fancy footwork, it's adored by many amour
Don't awe me with your little sidestep technique
Get to the beat, loosen up, it's the streets
In
religion this is spiritual A Creative experience almost empirical I explained it by theory but you can all watch this miracle. Amen
Pre Chorus (Tia Holt
nose not quite straight
Small fokken house on the wrong side of town, never ever up, mostly fokken down
No fancy labels, no nice swimming pool, no mom
all life for
Make sure the muthafucking ice cold
My jewelry is ice-cold, stone is albino
Cause you're burning up, your outfit is dyno
Let's give 'em
of a thousand faces - no match for Ron. Doug Henning does the make-up - special effects from Grecian Formula 16 and Crazy Glue. Transportation furnished by
to make move without the fam
I keep it intact
you Clef do the track
John play da mack while I pay the tax
business as usuall
watchin suspects
steal my
got visions of a better life (John Sisco)
God forbid a real nigga end up dead tonight
Hey
I got visions for that better life (I do)
Did so much wrong I
hey
I get back up just to fall again
Lord help me I don't wanna fall in sin
Wanna give you my all I wanna be all in
All in
Yeah
What made John
John Holt and Alton Ellis and Baby Wayne
And Major Worries dem ina fire
Big up Vybz Kartel and Buju Banton
Shaggy and Sean Paul dem a champion
Now
EXTRcORDINcRY PEOPLE
Music & Lyrics by Gwen Holt (cSCcP)/Lyrics by Roy cugust (BMI)
cpril 11 Music (cSCcP)/cpril Dawn Music (BMI)
You don't know
a crib in the A doe you think that I'm lying just watch what I say doe
They can't do it like me no they can't no
Had to stack up my breadgotta make it
You see that girl over there -
With big sunglasses on?
She can't take her eyes off you
She's up and down 'bout seven times to the john
She's
Doe
Guantanamo, John Doe
Every one of us is connected to a light
Though some have switched it off, and now are ruled by night
Thats where we could be
(I'm fancy with this fashion)
(I'm fancy with this fashion)
Turn that shit up, 2
I'm fancy with this fashion (Oh, okay)
I'm fancy with these fabrics
friend
He talking, that nigga is proof
We aint got nothing to lose
We are too fancy to fight
We pull up and boom
Niggas know just how we move, talking that
And he will baptize you in fire and the Holy Spirit.
Jesus makes his way down to the river's edge
And stands with those seeking to be cleansed
One by
John's got brewers droop he gets
Intimidated by the dirty pigeons
They love a bit of it
Parklife
Who's that gut lord marchin?
You should cut down on your
plan to make move without the fam
I keep it intact, you Clef do the track
John play da mack while I pay the tax
Business as usual, watchin' suspects,
I'll sing you a song to make you happy
I'll sing you a song to make you cry
Tell me Nancy what's your fancy
I'll bring you flowers to cheer you up
hoping no one Hears you
I can see you stacked
What you got in the back
Even with all that
You know it's a fact
That I'm gonna act up
Girl you gonna make me
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