Lyrics:
and the back stroke, then its time go
Then its time to meet my Sistas Clan on 125th street
Dang, dang
Sista's rollin up on the 125th
dida-di-dang-dang
and the back stroke, then its time go
Then its time to meet my Sistas Clan on 125th street
Dang, dang
Sista's rollin up on the 125th
dida-di-dang-dang
Saying peace to the blackbirds 125th street
And check the flow that's unique
For loungin', loungin', mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin',
Saying peace to the blackbirds 125th street
And check the flow that's unique
For loungin', mellow out and just loungin'
Loungin', loungin', mellow
buzy
And I do it fluid til the suckers get dizzy
Saying peace to the blackbirds 125th street
And check the flow that's unique
For loungin',
Tupac broke my heart
We need to hear ya, hear ya voice
They say, this ghetto fabulous
On 125th street forkin' around
This village, and the village
to the spot, drop the top, and then we history
Move down to the Apollo, 125th Street
That's where the people of all creeds and colors meet
Push up on a cutie,
uh, couldn't remember the movie we just seen
But it's Wednesday, take the train uptown
How do the 125th street sound
Amateur night, Showtime
Oh my God
This isn't really Mase
It's Mase
This is Mase (oh my God)
Where you at? (No)
I'm at Harlem World
125th Street (yeah)
Apollo? (Yeah)
Oh my God
Where you at?
No I'm at Harlem World
125th Street, Apollo?
Yeah
Where all the abandon buildings are?
Yeah
Oh cool
Oh wow,
couldn't remember the movie we just seen
But it's Wednesday, take the train uptown
How do the 125th street sound
Amateur night, Showtime at the Apollo
autographs for Jagged Edge and Sisqo on 125th Street
Red carpet on the sidewalk, I gotta step on it before I talk
Part investor of the Utah Jazz, I'm the real
Yeah, I'm going uptown to Harlem
Gonna let my hair down in Harlem
Yeah, I'm going uptown to Harlem
Gonna let my hair down in Harlem
125th street, here I
try not to fall asleep or
I'll wake up at 125th Street, this is what I go through to see you
And me and you, we got a thing that's true enough
fleece, styling on you 125th Street
Gallows humor goes a long way these days
A splendid nerve tonic for
The refined primate they get wiretapped
Study how
to McDonalds on 125th Street
Motherfucker, there's a package there for
You in the bathroom"
So Rich sends somebody over there, I believe
They came back, I
got your girl in a bucket
The primo, the celo, the 125th street
Beating up the herbs with the Nikes on my two feet
My head's up, I'm feds up, I'm fillin
Hmm
Yeah
The year is 1997
The place, New York, New York, big city of dreams
Harlem U.S.A., hundred and tenth street, 1-25th, 8th Avenue
7th
the whip for none
If you want disrespect, my intersect
125th Aurora Ave
Represent the set
If I catch you saying the wrong thing, you gon' lose your head
he got knocked
When niggas was stuntin and wouldn't let me on the block
125th in the Beemer with AZ
He gave a bum 50 dollars that really taught me
That
on a paper chase, yes I'm on a paper chase
My Timberlands are fully laced I be the Mr. Boogeyman
With records from 125th to Japan
I let them play like Donny
papes
Because I'm on a paper chase, yes I'm on a paper chase
My Timberlands are fully laced I be the Mr. Boogeyman
With records from 125th to Japan
I
took the D train uptown
Shante and her whole crew groovy hair style
Yo baby yo baby yo t-shirts
Gold teeth smirks at mark 125th
Hope the heat work few
hot,
Your man got shot
And they blew up your tree spot,
On 125th and St. Nick,
Shit is getting thick
Your boy got caught in St. Martin with
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