Lyrics:
Yeah, I'm telling you, boy
You're wasting your time on them
The good stuff's right here
I seen you when you walked in, stealin' all the light
Yeah, I'm telling you, boy
You're wasting your time on them
The good stuff's right here
I seen you when you walked in, stealin' all the light
brothers in this by midnight
Cause brothers gotta get the shit that's really in man
Batches on our jock, batches on our jock
Mind teachin' things
I'm livin up your girl fancy
In her eyes I can see she want me in her pantie
But I got no time for games cause I got my wifey
Bigger boy sound
week
MPX put him in a suit, he a fancy man
Unky in the kitchen
Whip it up like my granny can
He'll cook you up some quick shit
Not no candy yams hit
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
street
Compares with Mott Street
In July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
keep me a K, fuck a kiss
Fuck a kiss
Imma shoot by myself no assist
Ayyy
My choppa gone hit, it won't miss
Won't miss
My choppa gone hit, it won't miss
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
charms us so
When balmy breezes blow to and fro
And tell me what street
Compares with Mott Street in July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
(Beau Willie)
Bitch, I'm stupid fly
I just switched the drip, threw on my Forces with a suit and tie
Diamonds hit up, chandelier, you play
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
girlfriend drives a Honda,
Playin´ workout tapes by Fonda,
But Fonda aint got a motor in the back o´ her Honda.
My anaconda don´t want want none,
Unless you
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
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Somebody got hashtag toasted
How many times did he stuff that Focus?
Tryna have 'em out in suit's and loafers
I went on a one to his moped
It really
Street
In July
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle
and Porsches
Whoo! we gettin this paper making history life-on-the-line we can't miss
We in it game 7, Madhouse on Madison, Jordan shit boy we can't miss
We do
previous lives don't matter anymore
I spot Sarah Parker
Looking around to see who's noticed her
It would be hard to miss her in
The gaudy orange dress she's
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