Lyrics:
over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin' fire to a trash can
Now everyday I need ends
New
on my back
All I do is eat and sleep
Run the street with that steel pack
You know the lost boyz got
With timbs and jeans
Field jackets, and hats
Remy Boyz, yeah
1738, squad
Montana, Fetty Cash
Remy Boyz, haha, yeah
When you're with him, I swear I'm always on your mind
I had to stop you
Remy Boyz, yeah
1738, squad
Montana, Fetty Cash
Remy Boyz, haha, yeah
When you're with him, I swear I'm always on your mind
I had to stop you
Yea Ok ok Ok ok
lets do it
boyz n da hood (alright) (waz up)
yea lets go lets go
ok ok ok ok
Its ya boy Jody Breeze
Gee (BY)
big Duke
Young Jeezy
THE LIGHT
AND MERRY MOANIN IN THE NIGHT
AS I BECAME WIT ALL MY MIGHT...A LADIES MAN...AND ITS ALL RITE
DECKS IN THE HOUSE
THIS IS HOW WE GET PUFFED OUT
Ha, Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise ha
Blue Boyz on the rise, with a mission to see - 2x
[Killa Kal]
I know you see me
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
cars like the water boyz on the interstate
Bought a new coupe horses by the thousands that bitch gone gallop and get away
Breaking down the bag sak it
[Intro]
New Boyz (New Boyz)
Hey (Hey, Hey)
Ay (Hey, Hey)
But it was just a one night..
[Chorus]
She thought I said I loved her (she thought I
New Boyz (New Boyz)
Hey (Hey)
But it was just a 1 night stand
She thought I said I loved her (She thought I said I loved her)
I think I said I
I died twice
Quick flight out to Vegas for outrageous nights
I'm strapped up, suited up like Miami Vice
Hard bottoms, silk vest, jacket with a pocket
timbs and jeans
Lost Boyz represent from South Jamaica Queens
I'm wit my mens spendin ends
orderin liquors and beers
aint nuttin new to this
we've
timbs and jeans
Lost Boyz represent from South Jamaica Queens
I'm wit my mens spendin ends
orderin liquors and beers
aint nuttin new to this
we've
the pussy i keep in my pocket
the niggas keep watchin
they know I'll be rockin my watches
G's keep knockin
they know I'll be shootin to spot 'em
the boyz n da
things
That make you less than you ought to be
And become 'reincarnated' as a new version of you
Something closer to what God made you to be
I don't
Mazi
All my posse kamikaze word Allah no jihadi
New Edition but I'm feeling like Bobby
Boyz in Da Hood we in da red car wit the shotti
La Di Da Di I
the days are all grim
Too alive once the chips are all in
When I'm in effect, the days are all close
Woke up new, the city was all ghost
When I'm in effect,
good Issa competition
Tyrna be vocal tyne be thoughtful
I never gon have enough education
And the sun goes by
I danced while watching the world that you
Wanting her to acknowledge this new version of me,
But now everyone's watching, expecting I'll fail,
But there's fire in me belly, there's wind in me
please say my peace?
If y'all fresh to death then I'm deceased
And this one here is a heat rock
Spit like a beatbox the way the beat rocks
New version
okay, we're not talking anyway
And I tried to understand
And I tried to hold your hand
But I can't keep up with all these new
Versions of you,
our shadows entwine
In this synthwave city, your hand in mine
As the night fades into electric blue
In this retro future, I'll be with you
Midnight
feels free 'cause I got a taste of the holy place
(The holy place)
It was a
Reinvention
A new dimension
I learned some lessons by myself (Ah-ah)
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