Lyrics:
see me in the streets man do not say oh wayne
say WEEZY BABY
holla atcha boys man
im still doin it wit my boy FEE
u gotta feel me man
thats the boy
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati
And I'm back in the streets - Boy
My crack is fa' cheap - Boy
I got that - Boy Boy Boy Boy
I'm movin' in wit' my - Boy
We doing it - Oh Boy
I'm S-Quing it
a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw
And I got that boy Kici in heah
And that boy Poyo and these hoes heah
And we comin through wit that boy Flig-ati Flea
we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it
You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
we run the streets, man, them boys best stop it
You know we keep that white girl, Christina Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
in these streets so GDK in these streets
Toting glock nines and some rugers getting saved by the heat
I was raised in these streets, C.P.D.K in these
the streets, it ain't no denyin' a G
Look, I'm the first one wit' platinum on his teeth
I'm a fly boy, I'm a, I'm a fly boy
I'm a fly boy, I'm a, I'm a fly boy
you new reason
I gotta be around to see my baby boy grow
Street life no more, I'm throwing in the towel
Street life no more, I gotta son now
hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about
my nggaz
And if you ain't sqad then you not my nigga
Haha thats how that shit gon man
- this ya boy weezy baby
When you see me in tha streets
Man do
left deceased, watch yo' words boy
Bitch best be working hard
You know me, in the streets, they saw me, I was gone off boy (gone off boy)
Stolen car
the streets, Boyloaf in the creeks,
Married to the music, and I swear I'll never cheat
Devoted to my music, I'm a Holy Boy
I can't walk the streets cuz now they
boy
so keep your mind on your business
the streets don't love you naw
so keep your game legit
she say she love you for life
you gettin cash by the K
she
a dream (damn)
Bags of weed boomin' on my street just like ki's (boy)
She a freak, she gon' pull right up, jump on this D (skrrt)
Boy, you weak, nah, I
riding with the boys I feel free
Driving the streets about 10 o'clock
Anybody mess with us they get the bop bop bop
Treat us with respect, y'all know whos
a fuck boy calling me a savage
I'm a beast I'm a motherfucking
They don't wanna let me in
Cause they know I do damage
These streets calling me a savage
the streets, the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big you know that they got bones
They moved in and made a tenement home
I said
the streets, the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
The roaches so big you know that they got bones
They moved in and made a tenement home
I said
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
Boy in the box, the fever is all day
around her
Even though she was a grimey crook
She had the boy doing numbers
Like I had 'em hooked
Other niggas destitute
Her dough was growing by the foot
say
Summertime soon slips away
I hope I'll see you one fine day on Yonge Street
Everywhere you go in a city by the lake
Back there in the flow you may
an example by an ex-trapper
Dress the coupe in the shoes, now that's dapper
Ain't nothin' but the street life
That's money, cars and hoes
It's the only
Street
If you know the why and where
Romping on the bomb sites
There's magic everywhere
we're the boys of Mutton Street
Mutton Street, Mutton Street
We're
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