Lyrics:
Sometimes we walk hand in hand by the sea
And we breathe in the cool salty air
You turn to me with a kiss in your eyes
And my heart feels a thrill
I'm clean like dish detergent
Okay I pop off in the club with a pocket full of bands
Big stupid fresh like I'm wrapped up in Saran
Swag super cool
ayy
We don't need ID's, ayy
What's up in the cup? Ayy might be Hi-C, ayy
In the VIP, yeah, ayy
Like a tree 'round me, yeah, ayy
Don't know shit about me
the blues
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.
In the heat of the evening when
all hoes in the '90s
The only place I want a bitch to stand is behind me
'Cause I'm cool like that, with my big-ass gat,
And my sawed-off pump in
when I'm awake, but he shows up when I sleep
I can't believe that there's a nightmare, on my street!
It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right
your man baby, take me by the hand
In the cool of the evening when
Everything is getting kind of groovy
You call me up and ask me would I
Like to go
of the evening when the dealing got rough
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff
I picked up my matches and was closing the door
I had one of those
Yeah yeah, Yeah
I've seen cool, I've seen cold
I've seen the women up front, way down below
The ladies of the evening, sweet and some were like
Sometimes we walk hand in hand by the sea
And we breathe in the cool salty air
You turn to me with a kiss in your eyes
And my heart feels a thrill
Sometimes we walk hand in hand by the sea
And we breathe in the cool salty air
You turn to me with a kiss in your eyes
And my heart feels a thrill
in the glove, lost a finger to frostbite
Live by any cost right? They shooting cool niggas like white’ll come out like a Klondike
Colonoscopes cuz you
in this eyelid
Hey, this is cool, pay me
You ever heard that your pesos don’t go
A long way but mine do?
I thought they was on the same currency rate
love
I can feel your warm face
ever close to my lips
and the scent of you invades
the cool evening air
I can close my eyes
and you're there in my
ain't over 'til the fat lady sings
So it's all up to us to get up off our asses
Change will come when dictated by masses
It's regress in progress,
by The Cool Greenhouse
Hmm, I don't know that one
And there's only one thing I like more than a stereotypically subservient
Female automaton
Still I’m rapping like a fucking mummy
Trap Jumpin that’s that Eddie Kane
Shit became dry in my city
Brodie say hommie just let it rain
Stolen
tell if you saying it for a nut
Or in a way saying you're a nut
Every track'll let you know I am
Made it sound like I wrote it by hand
So much love when
Go
Woo
Huh
Cool
Uh,
Baby walkin' around with your head cut off
Baby walkin' around with your head cut off
Uh,
Baby walkin' around with your
Hot Summer Nights
Cool evening rain
Warm feelings
Stirring within me again
Honey you move me
I never had nobody do me
Like you do
Like you do
Like
should bring your body baby
Me and you would be kinda crazy
That's cool cause I'm kinda crazy
This shit is not for your kids
Go time I'm really locked in
of at your doorstep on my knees
In a perfect world
In a nearly perfect world
The passing days absolve all our sins
In the cool of the evening, the losing
Pointer came to reign and say something
Eddie Hayes stays a little ways from me
the west side combination is legendary
home studios, cause by any means
Evening
Darkness come to me
Tower of the cathedral
Cast your shadow over the land
Little dusty streets and houses will be swallowed by the cool
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