Lyrics:
the week
And we down to live free
Now I'm in town for a week
I'm in your town for a week
Tell everyone
I'm in town for the week
Hold me down for a week
along with me
And soon we’ll be right there
Baby in New York
Wonderful big bad New York town
lifting you up
and brings you down again
Das Personal der
like that
Dreams of the big houses, but you'll probably live in a flat
Can't avoid the ones you hate or the ones that let you break
You'll never lose
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget
Little Tiny Tim, way
dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire
Circus town's on the live wire
And the strong man Samson lifts the midget
Little Tiny Tim, way
you think,
There's another new, young rapper dude out there that's cooler than me
I choose in the V, brand new with the beat
I live real life like I say
Make her life start tonight, yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on and take this little small town girl
With big town dreams that won't come true
Come
to stay, there's beauty in the northern lakes and every Corner round em has a summit
Some have been here there whole life,
Following that palding light
around
Smoke a little loud and stick to my sounds
Ill never let these pussy men keep me down
Big soul got these demons out on patrol in case i journey
me in the club yea, I'm wearing all pink (drip)
I don't wanna go to sleep I'm startin to live my fuckin dream
I Love Livin my life like I'm in a movie
[Harlettes:] This is the story of a young girl
who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
to a great big pen
Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in
Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin
Before I leave this town o, town o, town o
Year by year
We the ones to fear
The boys are lit
We in town
We the shit
You a clown
You a snitch
We do frown
Life's a bitch
Bring you down
Will be rich
And there's few things more loved in Alabama than football and the men who know how to win at
it.
So when the Bear would come to town, there would be a parade.
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
[Intro: Big Moe]
That nigga Big Ass Moe
Chilling with my partner named D-Mo
It's on his birthday we coming through
In a nigga's trunk is a nigga
Reason witchu
You got one statistic
You gon' respect mine or ya son'll get it
I'll leave him dead in the
Middle of Little Philly
But little did he know I
and family
It's exactly what you're asking
It's a small downtown and see,
Most of us live on the outskirts outside the city limits
But a city's not defined by
fine town-o”
Then the fox and the wife without any strife
Cut up the goose with a fork and knife
They never had such a supper in their life
of The Central
Scrutinizer enforcing laws that haven't been passed yet makes you giggle, just be glad
you don't live in one of the cheerful little countries
a little baby girl, trouble came and shut it down
Things like that ain't supposed to happen
In this quiet town, families are tight
Good people, they
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Do you live in that big bright sky?
Where the sun don't grow too hot in the summer time
The moon washes it's
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