Lyrics:
your friends
Can I see you in the front row
Raise your hands
Bounce, baby bounce
Keep movin' it
What's up girl
What's happenin'
On the way to my
, Row Alvin
I remember the day that I walked away from this empty flight
'Cause the demons are really the ones when there's nothing on
Words slip by
on the mount
Then there's those fine ladies in the choir, Lord, singin' like they really love it
Hell, last night, they were dancin' on the front row of my
people
My music bangin like vatos locos got rap in a choke hold
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna
on the mount
Then there's those fine ladies in the choir, Lord, singin' like they really love it
Hell, last night, they were dancin' on the front row of my
it in my hometown
Im destined for a gold crown where most people thought i was go drown
Now im backed by the streets this cocaine no cosign
My pen is
This for all the niggas that come up out the real slums, you know?
You was wearin' your uniform maybe three weeks in a row, you heard me?
Yeah,
the grandstand
You were watching the whole thing go by
You were seated in the front row
You saw it all with your own eyes
Don't justify the things you could have
to be
I gonna make it, gonna make it through the week 'cause I know
Come Sunday morning, I'll be sitting on the very front row
Saturday evening, an old
of complacency
I'm laying three blocks away still
In front of the bakery
Basically save it reservations for the maitre d
Racist eatery gone act like
Mine were
trying to bust a nut though
Came from way behind, now we the niggas in the front row
Played us straight up, embarrassing how they played us
Ironic how
I’m laughing stoned the vibes ricochet
Ya’ll stay in the crowd I’ll disobey
Atleast for now
Swaying way at the front row
I swear to God this my hero's
shutdown
Ring-ring pussy it's shutdown (hey)
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's
of hearing, ain't got no mo
He ain't getting paid, ain't got no shows
And when I hit the stage, there he go front row
Oh No
You ain't gotta work (Gotta work)
In
They're
Selling postcards
Of the hanging
They're painting
The passports brown
The beauty parlor
Is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
It's EURODOES, not EURO DONT
We at front row...
At fashion week, we LV show
We sit front row...
Front Row'
Booked a flight to New York just to catch
it helps to be reminded how we're
Just people in planes, when it comes down to it
We're side by side on the same ride
There's not a whole lot
should
I'm stackin' and mackin' and packin' a ten so
When you're slippin', I slip the clip in
But ain't no set trippin'
'Cause it's Death Row, rollin'
should
I'm stackin' and mackin' and packin' a ten so
When you're slippin', I slip the clip in
But ain't no set trippin'
'Cause it's Death Row, rollin'
Haters be talking
Hey niqq, what's Happening
Flight mode
They can't see my emotion
Front row
I even gonna try imma pass Em
Matter of fact
I'm always in
the lights low
Front row blinded by the light show
Chopper clip long like a light pole
What you know about pink coke on a white stove
Came a Longway from
yeah I'm killin' you, step inside the lion's den
Man I'm Hov if the 'O' was an 'I' instead
On stage with my family in front of me
I am what I am
popping death row
We in agreement
It's it's it's in our name
We stealing people
We we inhaling gas
Shocking people
We we send thoughts and prayers
figure in fashion many are
Put off by his front-row ubiquity and
Often surly behavior West clearly
Relishes his role
As a cultural lightning rod where
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