Lyrics:
on the boost, baby girl you wan' ride?
With a (Gangsta gangsta), Aye!
Yea dat's me, tinted out ridin' durrty, comin' down ya street
I'm a (Gangsta gangsta),
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
You got me shook up, shook down, shook out on your lovin'
On your lovin'
I want a girl with extensions in her hair
Bamboo earrings, at least two
Baby check it I'm in town, so you better come around
I'm on the beach sunset-ah , with my pina colada ,silk dress
Ain't nobody do it better
Baby
put down that shitty baby
I come to get down, but I put down on sheets of paper
They scared of it, the way I flow and how I think
I puts it down
like (silk)
Can I talk my shit, baby? (speak to me)
I go by many names (oh)
Kojey Acholades
Pablo Eskojey
Houdini Kojini
Luther Vankojey
And Sir
celebs in
Entre booted a porsche 9-11 then
Girls took a look at me and started to break
Ladies come down I've already got a date
Cruised up front and I was
then
Girls took a look at me and started to break
Ladies come down I've already got a date
Cruised up front and I was happy to find her
Tantalizing
glass in the air, now I toastin' the sky
Feels like I'm in Heaven and I'm hopin' to fly
Baby girl, come along for the ride, you know why? 'Cause I
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
choosing
I just wanna lay you down
Hear yo voice my body go wild
Chris brown come take me down
No time to waste let's do it right now
Entertaining crums had
a fronter.
Boy, I get more beeps than a roadrunner. (Beep! Beep!)
I never sweat the girls when it comes to a phone call.
I got things sewn up tighter than
gotta wanna let me do it to you
Baby
You gotta wanna let me love you, love you
You gotta wanna let me rock you, rock you
Come on, come on
Boy meets girl
lemme help you out
Look at them curls
And the coils down your back
TWA how you get it like that?
Bussdown with that silky silk press
Them braids and locs
henny
A drunk text go out
Like come and eat this sweet juicy pie down here
If I'm a go that route
But nah nigga, wrong song
I only need a couple bars
LAUNCELOT: Come on!
GALAHAD: Now look, I can tackle this lot single-handed!
DINGO: Yes! Let him tackle us single-handed!
GIRLS: Yes! Tackle us
lovin'
Can rearrange your life
And when we get it together, girl
You can be my wife
You see, I got this forty acres
Down by the Johnsons' creek
I
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
Peace lover I whisper back
By now my dick is already swelling
In the silk boxers she laid out for me
As I slid closer to her my staff lays perfectly
the town in a whirl
And we won't come home until we've kissed a girl
Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out
Strut down the street
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl, please settle down
Relax yourself girl
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl
Don't you despair 'cause your
Fantasy life is nowhere
Under my care you'll be
Back in the pink
Drunk without a drink
Tunnel down in soft silk
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