Lyrics:
This is some of the lingua franca of the funk business
And people come from miles around
With an almost religious devotion to get on down
One,
This is some of the lingua franca of the funk business
And people come from miles around
With an almost religious devotion to get on down
One,
I walked on London Bridge last night
I saw you by the lamppost light
Then bells rang out in sleepy London town
And London Bridge came tumbling
And bells were ringing downtown
Clouds were moving slow and lazy
While I was kicking around
And feeling out the town and the country
Feeling out the town
I'ma come through
Winter in the hood and I wanna be there with you
What you wanna do?
Sittin' in the crib, I could be there 'bout around two
What
side of town
There was water all around
And I couldn't cross over
Now bird he can fly
Froggy jump high
Fishes never die
But I couldn't cross over
Why-o,
side of town
There was water all around
And I couldn't cross over
Now bird he can fly
Froggy jump high
Fishes never die
But I couldn't cross over
Why-o,
the westside of Bompton
You know, he go by Jay Worthy
(Aww I know that nigga, I like that shit)
You feel me this nigga from Broadway (Who?)
G Perico (That's my
to bossin' shit and offin' clips
See hood is around my way, they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave that nigga coffin shit
See we gang, we never
shit straight up I walk this shit
I'm used to bossin shit and offin clips
See hood is around my way - they talk often quick
To us you spit, and leave
and that shit off safety
(40 on me)
Word around town that these niggas hate me
None you baby bulls raised by the eighties
(nineties) niggas talkin' down but
the walls off
Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Pistols screamin, unleashin pure fury
Smash, snatch
Mama said, Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John
Come in the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in
on the clip
Well beef comes around in the town more often than these bitches in motion
I got a yapper, five dollars, off the streets
Yea I'm told for protection
Cadillac, horns on the hood
My buddy Frankie had his dad hook him up good
Girls smile when we roll by
They hop in the back, and we cruise to the river side
That curl in a star filled sky
Its all here in Melbourne
That old Melbourne Town
When the pubs empty out
Early Sunday morning
Serenaded by the street
on top of the world, fuck all these girls
I prefer momma to play with my curls
I can tell all of you rappers ain't thorough
Head hit the pillow and boom
I'd take you out
Out
Out
Out
I'd take you all around town
Ta
Town
You know I like you
I'd take you out
Out
Out
Out
Watch the sunset by the river
I'd
side, west side all around the town
We’ll trip the light fantastic
On the sidewalks of
New York i’m a native new yorker
Oh Oh i’m a native new yorker
I
lowkey like you stay outta town
When I see you around you know the world slow down
Hair blowing in the wind make ya curl stand out
Turn ya head to the side
from
Them bitches love hard dick and bubble gum
Represent the hood that you come from
Them young boys grow up hustling
Daddy won’t around, momma
and the timbers. Timbers up and timbers down.
Chorus
Down by the shores of Lake Wannapanna,
Near the little town of Rivers, where the river waters flow.
Down by
bitch gon' run
Back and tell the hood
How you try and snake niggas you be around?
That's the main reason I
Don't even be around
But now that's between you
the Tooly right by the battery
Young Negus in my hood was glad to beef
They would cock back Ambulance and white sheets
But I’m a shotta
We don’t play that way
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