Lyrics:
There's a fruit store on our street
It's run by a Greek.
And he keeps good things to eat
But you should hear him speak!
When you ask him
in front of your eyes
When he says he wants to see you, but you're right by my side
I can't help but think that you're the one that I need tonight
I
about Pinot Gregio and roasted duck (huh?)
With a mean street team outside posted up
Toasted up, ready to roast a duck (uh-huh)
When I say street team, I
joor-joor-joor
I'm Seun Kuti when I'm smoking (w)rappers
Whether white or brown I really do spit raw
Alaye joor-joor-joor
Jesse Jagz you're my buddy,
I couldn't
See I don't know about you
But I'm the only number 1 from the 234
Alaye joor joor joor
I'm Seun Kuti when I'm smoking rappers
Whether white or brown
of honor and dishonor what our founding fathers fought for with your abuse/
Privilege is when your comfort zone is interrupted by the public outcry
crazy, will get touched
Put the mace in your face
Bitch that's what's up
I'm dirty, but my diamonds clean
You're blinded by the way
That my diamonds gleam
build a snowman
And pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married?
We'll say, "No, man" (no, man)
But you can do the job when you're in
might not mean much
I can tell by your strut and your walk
You was bad 'fore you cleaned up
Brown skin, brown eyes, so fine
I be damned if I leave
a snowman
And pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say are you married? We'll say, "No man"
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later on
We'll
homies
Why? Cause all the homies on me
Hey yo all the digital gonna have to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town
I love it girl
that comes from hell
Should stretch down by my side.
When the night was gone and the day was come
And the sun shone through the hall,
The fairest
just f**kin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say s**t already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang
head turns when she walks by
Well, we ran into my old flame the other day
It blew my mind what she had to say
She said, "Hello, baby, well how have
call on it when they need to
It's called the ego
Ay, it's hard to really make the subject positively stated
Some may hate it and some may overrate
the same
I don't have time to play your games
Yeah
Someone pass me up the crown (Crown)
When the homies come around (Around)
We be smoking by the pound
Yeah
Got her leaking like she was a fountain
When we done to the money we count it So much bread we gon' need an accountant
We got weed that we smoke by
younger gods love banana clips, broads that strip
candle wax, brown Beamers to whip
And jerk a bitch, known to hit ya, for taking pictures!
Flow, when she ride
In reverse
She don't never say
Much, when you
Finger she swerve
When you play with
Her feet touch her
Tail she chur
heart was there
She just stole the control of my heart, but she didn't care
When I feel this way, I just sing what I just have to say
You know I
name was charlie brown
When the kid is played out your rap record is finished
Deminish, you couldn't come strong if you ate a gang of spinish
Popeye, you
an instant, the fourth of seven children
The oldest male on the block was half and half
Brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones
Where young
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
to hazy brown?
When love is put to the test, it somehow weeds out the worse from best
Or maybe the best will pass you by, 'cause we're just
Sitting
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