Lyrics:
I’m tapping the beat
No, I can’t help these feet
Searching the crowd for someone to join with me
Then I see her in the corner
Bopping her head
got this MAC on and you better stay in that corner
'Cause shit can turn into that song except I don't give a fuck what day it is
I'll have this club
(Charlie)
Skip to my lou
(Johnny)
Skip to my lou
Skip to my lou, my darlin'
Skip to my lou
Skip to my lou
Corner boy, buck and wing, corner girl
that bitch in front
Of the ugly corner
I'ma wrap that Cuban link around my neck
In the fast lane say slow down
For you wreck I'm gon' bend
From the corner of her eye she was watching me
Baby girl was hotter than a hundred degrees
Shorty had it bad for me
Just by the way that she looked
You're the knowledge that I'm a lucky girl
I feel the rain wash off my pains
Turned the corner I feel alive again
I walk the times you're by my side
that we meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
I was hurt by the world, hurt by the girls, hurt by the things that I saw
All
hard
I ain't goin' back to school
Bob the Builder youngin' on the
Corner with the tool swimmin' in the money
What you doin' in the pool?
Took flight,
gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin' to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they bust strong
Tried to call,
I hop out the X6 by the Lexus do that walk baby girl yeah that's it fresh shit sipping cappuccino and my neck sick diamond on my neck lit fresh shit
the corner, I start over
Let's start the whole slate clean, yeah
All the pain and heartache in all my years, I was always to blame
And I dream of this girl
Girl the first time we met
You took me by surprise
Girl you walked into my life
With those street corner blues
You were living in the fast
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
home by three
You pay a fee Juice hit for free
I'm running hoes in circles, they so dizzy
I don't give a fuck about niggas opinions just press the button
Boom, boom, boom, open the door, ATF
Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left
Hit the basement, go through the replacement door
Come up in
right now
She said, I need something stable but for now I'll work a corner
Girl I got in good with these Irish mother fuckers
I take a few jobs and let
My suitcase is packed by the door
In case he comes crawling, like he did before
Baby come get me, don't you look over there
And these girls
(when I)
I love you when I give you (all I got)
I'm in you corner but you (don't act right)
I'm tryin to love ya but you (don't act right)
Baby please
eyes
They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner
And I'm thinking
People pushing by, and walking off into the night
These look
eyes
They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner
And I'm thinking
People pushing by, and walking off into the night
These look
eyes
They said they'd be here they said, they said in the corner
And I'm thinking
People pushing by, and walking off into the night
These look
hella far
Purchase my first whip out the crib
Pitstop in slo yeah distracted by the hoe's hoe's
Bouncing out before the end of the show
Once I left cali
(I don't love you)
Ayy, yeah-yeah-yeah (I don't love you)
Yo, Keyshia (no, no)
Okay (ayy)
There's this girl I know
So deep in love (in love)
Do
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