Lyrics:
the world and have some kids at 34
Yeah, here for the long run
Never attitude like my ex riding shotgun
Take you out to Calabay Cove, where I’m rested
Driving
to school
Be calm and cool don't be no fool
I'm talkin to northern, northwestern, and central too
K.C. and Choice we gonna rock for you
I'm sayin peace to my
on the
I'm scared to love, cause you remind me of my past
Baby, you gotta trust me, cause I gotta girl and you got a man
I don't want you to judge me, I just
vain, if you can't shower in a chain
Okay
I got these wings on my feet I swear
'Til you see them girls creep out here
This money take me anywhere
I go, I
me baby it's all smiles never no frowns (You what won't ever be alone)
I feel yo light girl every time you come around (Girl you're my home)
Kissin all
to school
Be calm and cool don't be no fool
I'm talkin north and northwestern, and central too
K.C. and Joyce we gonna rock for you
I'm sayin peace to my
one for
Crooklyn everday
Brooklyn is up in here
Uhh, block party, corner store
The downtown, the projects
Borough shots
My clique is so tight
The mix
to Pete Rock my life
It's the soundtrack other niggas sound wack
Like white kids tryin' to sound black
I spit on mics wet up the essence where L drowned
A little of this, a lot of that
How will my peers re-act?
At lunch my girls surround me
Lots of ewwing, ahhhing
The girls they say it's lit
Asking where can
fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like A$AP
This a G mix and I laced that,
Let's hit the road girl
Call all your friends
My homies here too we could mix, we could blend
We can exchange digits
But my homies talk less
Coz they all
burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
rock that wall
This for the girls up in London, baddies overseas
I wanna..
Cause it's a five-star hotel, but it's two more walkin' in
My homies ain't
Watching brothers go down, my project friends smoking rock
My group divided and everthing was undecided
I was drinking, thinking: "Damn and my boat is
huh the way I throw my shit together
On static, fanatic leather Gucci defining my letters
I'm bad like P. Diddy, on rapper spitting it shitty
In any
say what you mean
Always mix a little wild with the sweet in your tea
And that's a dirt and pearls, rock your world
Country girl guarantee
If I got it,
too hard
Ain't nobody wanna work a graveyard
Let's just use a credit card
By all means
We'll have all the means
Girl, just ride with me
We'll go
fear
Turn the club into a mosh pit
Spend 20 bands, do a back flip
Girl, drop it low, shake that
My wrists rocky like A$AP
This a G mix and I laced that,
Motherfucker"
"Oh Mother, where is my father?
Where is my brother?
Theyre at war, theyre at war
You made them join the dirty US army
You told them all a filthy
gettin fanatic at my gigolo practice, uh
Mad slick when the kid is in action
You spittin' like a kitten tryina tickle a cactus
Ease back kid, get the fuck
Roscoe de Soto the brown bomber
Philly fanatic automatic packin' with my khakis saggin'
Philaphorn I-A, why-A where everyday is Friday
see'mon
with these hoes
Aye I can not rock with my foes
Cut off them niggas that's lying they not my bro's
I tell you one thing I know
I'm in the way here I go
gangster movies with big guns
And mix up jealousy when I get love
Ghosts on my girl's lips every time I kiss them
Still know it doesn't mean shit to get my
bitter cuz I came along
And your days of house of pain are gone
If you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'ma kill you (I'ma kill you)
You just
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