Lyrics:
She saw me walking down the streets of your fine city
It kinda turned me on when she looked at me and said, "come here"
Now I don't usually talk
She saw me walking down the streets of your fine city
It kinda turned me on when she looked at me and said, "come here"
Now I don't usually talk
by monsters
Kissing dogs
Lately a message talks about a place in the world
Little by little the mystery begins to uncurl
Snakey's awakey and he
I got a confession to make
Just listen
Naw Nah now this is some
Real talk Now
Oh yeah what's that
C'mon now
What you call it
Confessions of a thug
the yard
'Cause I go hard
Talk to 'em, concrete salad
Please don't confuse me with a wannabe, shawty
I'm a dope boy, remember me from 100 street probably
Hey yo, dogs, for real?
I'm yo' man but you got the address up
Cuz now you got chicks talk' "What the fuck"
"What the fuck", "what the fuck"
Now, ain't that love, baby, that I feel in my heart for you?
When you walk, I wanna walk with you,
And when you talk, I wanna talk some, too.
Now,
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
we always wake up singing the same song
It's 5 o'clock in the morning (yeah)
Conversation got boring (talk to me girl)
You said you're goin'
Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man I been talkin to girls,
that love?
Ain't that love, baby, that I feel in my heart for you?
Now, baby, when you walk, I wanna walk with you
When you talk, I wanna talk some too
Welcome to hip-hop culture
We stay hot like Tulsa
Knowledge Reigns Supreme, followed by a number one
These rappers they do run run
Lyrically they
but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope with bein' broke, I'm a man, c'mon
Son, don't let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side,
to get some money
(Aye, man
I had this crazy ass dream last night)
I cannot hang with you
Jabronis 'cause you know
That is not making me no money (c'mon
c'mon turn me up lil bro
Fuck what you say, Piew don't listen to no hoe
Bitch Check the score
Who Up it's me nigga, I'm winning by like four
I say Treyo
on everything
Everything up in the streets
All of the prices high, I got my mics
(real talk) niggas tote pipes and die (cmon)
Bitches ain't right they lying
(Yo, let's go, hop in the car)
(Ay, chill, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, let's go, I was late, I was late)
(Per usual, you always late bruh)
(Ay , by
to your friends, girl
'Cause you know them hoes gon' talk (Gon' talk)
Maybe I'm not your man to be
Baby, just come and dance with me (Hoo hoo)
Bet I can
making a mess
I'm tryna get better I'm under the weather
She said it's okay we get better together
We tried that before bout four months ago
C'mon you know
rings a bell
Got a problem he will solve it himself
The street raised me i didn't know how to spell till i was 12
Fuck the 12 packs coming in by 12
All i
the silence give me hope
Now i'm begging you just talk to me
C'mon and talk to me
the silence give me hope
Now i'm begging you just talk to me
C'mon and talk to me
the silence give me hope
Now i'm begging you just talk to me
C'mon and talk to me
wholesale
Went to CostCo last week
Only gas over Shells
This that class show and tell
Where no one's saved by the bell
Run the desert call it Mad Max
I've
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