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third floor to the filing cabinet east Manhattan to [FDR is beautiful ?] an I'm watchin' all the cars passin' An a couple stars twinkle so I started
I was wandering through the streets of the city Rambling through the avenues of time When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl And by chance her
there's a Heaven You would think they'd let ya Speak to your son (Pretty sweet) Maybe she has in the Form of a baby's laugh I heard passing by in a Stroller
Bitch I'm from the 8870 Drake made you paint a six on your pinky toes Be careful how you talk to me or you're turning cold Make him do a belly flop
And I wrap the game tight You can call it vice grips And you know your biceps get hit With that tech if you talk Respect it you better respect Protect Ya
She lives for the thunder, he lives for the rain She was born in Manhattan, he grew up near Spokane He found her sitting by the side of the road
Hey, hey hey! I got a condo in Manhattan Baby girl, what's happenin'? You and your ass invited So go on and get to clappin' Now give it to me baby
Ay, ay, ay I got a condo in Manhattan Baby girl, what's happenin'? You and your ass invited So go on and get to clappin' So pop it for a player Pop,
Hi everybody, hope you're doing well Today I want to talk to you about The different levels of the spirit world I been floating down the River Styx
Got a sweet black angel Got a pin up girl Got a sweet black angel Up upon my wall Well, she ain't no singer And she ain't no star But she
Got a sweet black angel Got a pin up girl Got a sweet black angel Up upon my wall Well, she ain't no singer And she ain't no star But she
Got a sweet black angel Got a pin up girl Got a sweet black angel Up upon my wall Well, she ain't no singer And she ain't no star But she
Ohhhhhhh Luv me sweet thing Yo sing it, yo sing it come on My lady, lady, Luv me sweet lady, lady baby Yo all the boys come sing my chorus Luv me
Take you by the hand and feed you Do you really feel the need to talk about it Now you're fighting for your corner Sayin' that you oughta laugh
Take you by the hand and feed you Do you really feel the need to talk about it Now you're fighting for your corner Sayin' that you oughta laugh
it when that pussy on me We don't talk bout lost time That's just gone waste time I be tryna quit her but that pussy too sweet Can tell by her actions
third floor to the filing cabinet east Manhattan to [FDR is beautiful ?] an I'mm watchin' all the cars passin' An a couple stars twinkle so I started
to keep you right by me We Bonnie and Clyde see And trust me I won't let this money straight change me Ya for me so call me we'll talk see, we'll talk see
Hook: I'm sitting side by side Wid a sweet one I don't need a pretty girl But I'll beat one I don't really wonna talk Unless a deep one So
I want to mother you, smother you With a love you've never known I want to talk to you, Say sweet things to you Let you know that I'm yours
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I When we're alone.
part time At night, honey was a stripper Givin cats lap dances, the money was quicker Mid town Manhattan crib, shorty live by herself Raisin little man,
hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I When we're alone From all of society we'll stay aloof And live in
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I When we're alone.
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