Lyrics:
It was in October of 1985, down in Sorrento. cll the tourists had gone by then. We asked our friends if they had something that could float, so we
charm and chiseled great features
to woo a young lab technician by the name of Jennifer,
who of course just happened to have the proper access needed
And he wakes to find he's in rolling farm land
The farmer sleeps against his wife
He wonders what their life must be
A trailways bus is heading south into
this south is sho' nuff trill, now shit
When we on your side of town, we don't ask why
We abide by the rules that why'all live by
And see, you're
Hopped off the porch cos i wanted some riches
Taking risk with stick in my bridges
Live by the code nigga snitchs get Stichs
Watch all these niggas
on the run
I'm gon' need a posse
I be on the hunt
Going on that fue
Blow by like olé yeah
Slide in. Ima skate yeah
Turn out we been great yeah
Going through
shit, it's your bitch you check nigga
Now let the Chevrolet slide
As I dip a nigga trip to the south side, yeah
(Rollin in my six-fo') with all
name
And by the way i'm so glad
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat
I just wanna make you sweat
I wanna make you sweat sweat, sweat
Drip
Autumn colors have gone
Birds fled south with their song
Snowflakes cover the earth quietly
Night extends through the hours
Coolly lit by
over
There by your record label, huh?
You see me up there, real big
Yeah! In a real flamboyant way!
You see the 'Beautiful' single blowin' up!
All in
I know summer time, down south
Girls wear white tee's
All my New York, up-state girls in the Nikes
But all my TO girls, you know I got you
And they
beautiful kids and a wife
He still bent both ways, ain't no due process
For boys that become guls or verse vica
Field niggas control this
Pin the hollow
heads crawlin, too many creeps (crouchin)
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
sun
I'm gonna love you good and strong
While our love is good and young
Joni left for South Africa a few years ago
And then Beth took a job
All
Said that it was pressure well you know I'm the way
I can't wait to see the top and yes I'm talkin private plane
Ima slap up on the beat and then I slide
Time gon tell if you gon ride
If shit goes down south, I know my dawgs gon slide
All these blues, I can't still cool off
Feels like I've been gone
Yooo
I seen your girl with dude and they out right now
Shit, what you tryna do
You tryna pull up
Yeah I'm on the South side
Driving up the West side
Yo
Hung over like some railroad Bandidos
Yawnin in the mawnin
Still ready to loot
Out west flying down
I-20
Repping the South
Yeah Hear that twang
Yo
Hung over like some railroad Bandidos
Yawnin in the mawnin
Still ready to loot
Out west flying down
I-20
Repping the South
Yeah Hear that twang
Written by: Amanda Victoria Eppolito
I took one last look in my rearview
And I just let the tears slide
Cause I'm free now darling
Nothing's clearer
It’s no side
Just me and mine
Black love used to see it all time
Lemme slide
You want a ride
This black love know it’s one of a kind
Got em singing
Shawty won't you come my way, won't you slide
Thinking 'bout you all damn day, hop inside
Vacays in Bombay and catch a flight
Baby you can stay all
keep my chest out
Stand like a man even when the love head south
My hooyo didn't know hope she never hears the worse
Many sleepless nights had to put
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