Lyrics:
Sat here by this stony brook until the Grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children's book thought that I was lost
He was on his way
(Don't mess around, don't mess around) yeah, what'd I say, now?
If you're gonna start out by huggin' me tight
Don't mess around, just a-hug me right
lady loves to dance in my dreams!
She loves a carousel, a roll-why coaster ride
A party or a picnic by the ocean-side!
An' like a laughin' brook
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
Outside the Nashville city limits
A friend and I did drive,
On a day in early winter
I was glad to be alive.
We went
get gutter on this motherfuckers why'know
It's how we do it (yeah)
Feel me baby?
Yo yo stay away from 38 tech nines and shotty
I
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
chest hahaha
[Papoose:]
The soldiers get trained by the leutinent
The leutinent get all of his orders from the captain
General, when I was young I got
through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by
Back open pumpin "How High?" (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that (See that)
to rock shoes by Prada
Fuck Gucci shoes Timbs mo' hotter (hah)
We still grip arms Brook Norm down shit
The street don't want that watered down shit
Flash back, I'm seein' stars I used to get it by the sheet
Big house for a week, hella bitches in my pool
I'm almost outta smoke, flyin' another mule
[rah digga]
Yeh, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh)
Rah digga y'all, dirty harriet (uhh!)
Kweli, xzibit, new millennium! (c'mon, check it)
[all] one,
through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by
Back open pumpin "How High?" (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that (See that)
at myself
And ask myself why I got a thread
A thread that I'm holding on for sandy
My minds taking things that are going on
Close to the soul
run New York (yeah)
Watch out! We run New York (yeah) (Hurricane G hit em one time)
From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
[Papoose:]
The soldiers get trained by the leutinent
The leutinent get all of his orders from the captain
General, when i was young i got drafted
Sent me
buyin' out Cris', pour us a little bit
I told y'all that my borough is thorough
I know niggaz that'll clap you up and bury the metal
Same day, still in
Sat here by this stony brook
Until the grey day turned to dust
When up swam a fish with a children?s book
Thought that I was lost
He was on his
Why is everything I love the most, so wrong for me?
And everything I’m holding close, is so far away from me?
They don’t want me to love it, they
magic, bitches want to follow my doe
Keepin ya bouncing, got all my people singin the hook
Got bitches buggin like how niggas be wild in the brook
Look, we
the scorner's seat
Nor hurl the cynic's ban
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man
And I know there are brook gladdened meadows
tired
Desired, that was the beauty I admired
Out by the 41 Brook, no joke
Can I have a toke, finally, she smiled and smoked
Gave the girl my number,
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
Jon close by too
Right about now
I need everybody to get they motherfuckin' hands up
(Everybody get your hands up)
And wherever the fuck you from
on the plantations
Mini-skirts with tights, eatin lunch with whites
Leave the party over here like they Israelites
Got Cali Brooks critics, Ta' Kwe'(??) Xzibit
Gonna
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