Lyrics:
her and dined her
she ask me did I like her I said well kinda
all of a sudden she jumped out her seat
snatched me up by my wrist and took me out
My body na your own o
My body na your temple
As they cannot destroy you
They cannot destroy me
As you gave me your all o
Me I go give you my all o
dang night
Just give me a break before you get broke
You to to be saved by Jon the Pope
'cause sucker emcees don't be the might
'cause you all want to se
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours
The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.
cash and the girl was mine
I took her over town I wined her and dined her
She ask me 'did I like her?' I said: "Well... kinda"
All of a sudden she
We were living in a big block of flats with a central courtyard.
All the bedroom windows opened onto this court,
And sometimes in the middle
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
with that body
Ooh girl and me I’m naughty
Re sutele please daar Charlie
Why o rata ho ikenya
Y’all from outta town le a re khenya
Anywho name is Sotra
Oh drawn by a multitude
Of different factors
What make this town my home
And God save the pisshead
And thespian actor
Relieved of everything they own
the spot
I'm holding shop with shop gettin' held for me
You hanging by my trap but you ain't ever sell nothing (right)
Twenty-seven ounces, three 9
Smoke up, freestyle
Drive out for miles
New joint, roll now
Slide to O-Town
Smoke up, freestyle
Write words, new style
New joint, roll now,
Notebooks
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
nothing but freezing (Cold)
And I always walk with the heat on (Road)
And all I really want is Ps and (Hoes)
And it's G-H-E double T and (O)
My heart ain't
light the town
We (common) we we
Am snapping in
M donye iru na mmemme
Odika uwa ehiti by hurricane
M nagbaka the whole place
As a baller dika Harry Kane
and O's
Money cars and clothes
Is all a nigga knows
Knotted pockets big bank rolls
Skinny jeans and G-fazo's
Niggas throw shade on the low
It ain't nothing
pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no)
I might choose an axe (yes)
The carnival's in town, come
Everything they say about Playboy Too
I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice
I drink g-juice and wouldn't cut it with ice
From the Eastside baby, Oakland town
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Small town romance
Back seat for a bed
Nothings must be whispered
Rumors must be fed
Small town romance
Everyone knows your mind
They peep
fuckers
Put your mother fucking hands in the mother fucking air
I love to swear Yeah
Uh this ones going out to all of you blud
A-Town is my town
I had
[ Ant Banks ]
Huh
I mean
This is nothing, man
Bosses will be bosses, man
Hey V, what's happening, baby?
Talk to me
[ Vidal Prevost ]
Hey man
DJ Pimp, you really hooked it up on this one, man
You're the mack
When you hear the sound
All the bodies hit the ground
By the pound across town
When
this border town
If we make it out before sundown
Baby let's slide on over
Over to the other side of the tracks
I got nothing behind me
Nothing
Crazy little child never got to see
All the pretty things in life
Had him put away, nothing they could say
Could ever make the pieces fit
Aw
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