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, neighborhood block star
Chi-Town go-gettin pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!"

Yeah, that's how I feel
To be down, you must
Uh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah
Young Hov' the king, yeah
buddy just in case your mind is muddy
Don't you know that girl you're fooling with is Peg-Leg Johnson's wife
And that man is hard and cold and mean
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!"
Yeah, that's how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word

Fantastic

Show stoppin emcees

Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket

But
just sit there and stare

Now drink that drink and smoke that smoke
Old mister johnson turns blue and starts to choke
Somebody slap him on the back


Now
Star Eyes,
Flashing eyes in which my hopes rise,
Let me show you where my heart lies.

Let me prove that it adores
That loveliness of yours.
All my
get the show on get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're
the show on get paid
(And all that glitters is gold)
Only shooting stars break the mold

It's a cool place and they say it gets colder
You're bundled up
numbed by the nonsense
Gem Star razor and a dinner plate
Arm and hammer and a mason jar, that's my dinner date
Then crack the window in the kitchen, let it
we stay strong?

Only we can save us from us
Bring about change we will show our people love

[Chorus]
My people, hold your head up
My people,
place
Without a star in sight
I simply crave your lovely gaze
Star shine down on me

Hey handsome you
By now I guess
You're more than pretty pretty
main chick
I can tell by the way
You the type to cook a nigga meal by the way
You the type to pay a nigga bill by the way
Twerk it like you're doing
Give me a sign now
Show me the way
We gotta do it now
Oh we gotta do it now

Ooh by the time that you're landing alone
And you're losing control
you
You're a genie in disguise
Full of wonder and surprise and

Betcha by golly wow! (wow!)
You're the one that I've been waiting for forever
And ever
You're the star of the show
You're one in a row

There's one chance in a million, there's one sun up in the sky.
I'm glad you were willin', and here's
and Johnson baby lotion
Beat on my Johnson till my cock swollen
Stop sayin' sick shit it's kinda old
I'm a fucking Herpe in a coma you're a common cold
Have you
Star Eyes,
Flashing eyes in which my hopes rise,
Let me show you where my heart lies.

Let me prove that it adores
That loveliness of yours.
All my
side by side
By side
Side by side

I gotta tell you there's dissension in the soup lines
For they don't have much to show
And if you don't believe
the storm in me
You're never too far away
You never show up too late
So here I am, lifting up my heart
To the one who holds the stars

Your love has
Baby find a star and any star
Will lead you back to me
Love makes you
What you are
You're everything to me

Whatever you have done
And whatever you may
block star
Chi-Town go-getting pimps, we mobsters
Gingerbread Man even said, "You're a monster!"
Yeah, that's how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
the don Juan
But if you think you're fucking with me, homie you're on one
I'm cockin' my head back like 'Ed Lover, come on son
She's on my Johnson, she
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
As almost she's got the heaven
Baby, you're a perfect