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(Don't you come back no more)

Live from the rhythm, it's
Something wild, venomous
Enemies trying to read me
You're all looking highly illiterate
Fighting for sales when I'm stripped
To negate the hustle from (yeah)
From nights in jail on a bench using my muscles son (yeah)
To countin' money like
See how the other half lives on Park Avenue

Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue

Let us hide behind a pair
See how the other half lives on Park Avenue

Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue

Let us hide behind a pair
See how the other half lives on Park Avenue

Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue

Let us hide behind a pair
slumming on park avenue

Where the social hearts for Broadway lights are throbbing
And they spend their nights in smart cafes hobnobbing, snobbing

Come
See how the other half lives on Park Avenue

Let's go slumming, take me slumming
Let's go slumming on Park Avenue

Let us hide behind a pair
strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free, aa-ahhh

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free, aa-ahhh

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
and growing strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free
Aa-ahhh

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time
know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy free
Ah-ah

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't
Election year, had the block hot
I scream 'fuck the world' for having a baby girl sorta cock block
I write rhymes like I come from the windy city
With my
way

She had lived out in Paris before Paris fell
Singing, when will I hear again from Jean-Michel?

And she prayed for his soul and she hoped he
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
my ni-nuts, Papa getcha
Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta
Away from me then you can blow me, like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
Uh huh yeah 
Now this is for all the sexy ladies show out, 
Now I am I am Trina 2010
Yeah I'm showing out

[Chorus]
Shawty shut it down she
South Park
Or Martin Luther King
Where the youngers sling dope
By the swings
They tryn’a be kings
The only way to do it is the queen
I’m so proud
the mists of June
And the whole world is lit up by the Culver Moon

Baby I'm going to love you 'til the stars come down
'Til they park their limos
away
By too many through the day, twelve O'clock tales

Then you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I thought for awhile that your
away
By too many through the day, twelve O'clock tales

Then you came along with your siren song
To tempt me to madness
I thought for awhile that your
have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for
more toys
Hit the lot by the grocery store

To me way, hay
Tow them away
The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
From Wilmette to Gary 
There's nothing so
They probably'll banish me for spittin in how I'm live it
But I'm still with my tongue out - flickin it like a lizard
Bubba like chicken gizzards; fried
begin
When our, ship comes in
I'll sit on your lap
All over the map

To London in May time
To Venice in play time
To Paris in time for a frock