Lyrics:
(it's all good)
But not that many (all good)
'Cause you're the only one (East coast represent)
And if you don't know, now you know
I'll give you good
Francisco
But I would go if you say
You make me feel like I just put on my new roller skates
I’m rolling fine like 1979
You skate on by and it evaporates
Thirsty
Baby bring it over here
Thirsty
I'm thirsty
I want you to want me
But I don't beg so I'm asking
Are you with me or against me
Baby boy don't you
Francisco
But I would go if you say
You make me feel like I just put on my new roller skates
I’m rolling fine like 1979
You skate on by and it evaporates
as friends?
Did you move to San Francisco?
Are you trying to forget?
Say, easy love is hard to find
When you're empty as your room
Oh, don't you think we're
down by the san francisco bay.
Sittin' in my back door
Wondering which way to go
That woman I'm so crazy about
She don't love me no more.
Lord, I think
lace
Crimson hair across your face
You could make me cry if you don't know
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of
You might be spoilin' me too much,
lace
Crimson hair across your face
You could make me cry if you don't know
Can't remember what I was thinkin' of
You might be spoilin' me too much,
a milkshake
All you niggas want some Nic' cake
If you eat ass, I got a thick plate
Wee-zay, Wee-zay, don't we do this very easy?
I came from Trinidad
Cause you thirsty as shit!
I need some lemon pepper and
Mild sauce on that dick (M-m-m)
Lemon pepper and mild sauce on that dick
If your dick taste plain
revolver (back it up)
Seven, with one in the chamber (woke)
Holler
Don't know who you're workin' with
Rap game archaeologist's got bones to pick (run it up)
across your face
You could make me cry, if you don't know
Can't remember what I was thinking of
You might be spoiling me with too much love
You're gonna
of the Britons! Oh, don't grovel! If
there's one thing I can't stand, it's people groveling.
ARTHUR: Sorry--
GOD: And don't apologize. Every time I try to talk
you girls in here (whoop, whoop)
If you're feeling thirsty, uh (whoop, whoop) (thirsty)
Come on take a sip (whoop, whoop)
'Cause you know what I'm
coming home again
Never to roam again, by gum
San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco
San Francisco, here I come!
i wanna be liked by you
You treat me like the Emperor Of San Francisco
Acting like it’s real but we know it don’t exist though
Feeling like
to put yourself in our shoes
Living our lives in fear of what your hatred might do
You’re thirsty for power? You wanna feel strong?
Don’t attack us just
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
if you wanna be tough
Cowboys I don't wanna
Hear ya' crying, I don't
Wanna hear ya' bellyaching
You gotta get on that horse and ride
(And I guess I'll
nothing like you
No one brighter
You, girl, you're my world
I look around
You take me higher
Met her in San Francisco
She asked if I like the discotheque
We
Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style
The D-J, Q-U-I-K with no C style
In yo' town, don
changin'
As strange as it is
I keep makin', you keep shakin' (get it good now)
Rollin' through, you're scrollin' through your phone
Thirsty trap, you
face is changin'
As strange as it is
I keep makin', you keep shakin'
Rollin' through, you're scrollin' through your phone
Thirsty trap, you thirsty
San Francisco, city pretty by the bay
Well I loved you once but I gotta go yeah
Well I don't know where she'll be going
Yeah I saw her about a day
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