Lyrics:
awake and half in dreams
On a Sunday
Sunday night
Walkin all alone in the streets
On a Sunday
Sunday night
But then an angel passed me by
A little angel
your rhyme is just ???, so yo, don't front
Juke Box the undisputed power house on the scene
Representin 5th Ward, not Hollis, Queens
But if you know
the guys (Yeah)
You never been by my side (Yeah)
I don't really fuck with you
Bitch you been killing vibe (Yeah)
You just been flipping on sides (Yeah)
I
the cribs
You can give me whaever just pass the Courvoisier
Five thousand boomin watts
I got a thousand karats all over my watch
Travel lighty, flow
silly saps will assume
That we falling off the earth with the Nina and the Pinta
The Five-foot assassin with the shade of magenta
Magenta is
ain't stoppin me dawg
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You will, die by the gun
older dudes
That's why I never wanna say no to you
The coldest dude to hold a groove with no kids
The coldest dude who can't hold his goose
I'ma walk
[Slimkid3]
Aiyo we got five minutes, man!
Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got five minutes
Imani, let's go..Yo, Ro! Let's go..
[Bootie Brown/Frank
city bus.
Never take five, 'cause, yo, when you rest, you rust.
Be advised, that I pack heat for beef.
I'm knockin' brothers out the box, and knockin'
inside, realize the embrace right now
Be alive, entranced by the taste I'll show you how
Forty five man don't be a waste somehow
Get yourself to a higher
fit I'm bitching
Calling this one my letter to the system
Hope by now they know to listen
Power been down five days now
Fuck the system
Big Brother
Five, four, three, two, one
Yessir, haha
2022
Big Snoop D-O-Double G
Ayo Battlecat
You know what time it is
It's time to do this shit we
the feelin' you're givin' me
Hold me baby, I'm in ecstasy
And I'll be workin' from nine to five
To buy you things to keep you by my side
And I've never
the back
I was just a lil' young'n runnin' wild as hell
Runnin' round wild trynta get that mail
Lil' shorty dudes trynta learn the grooves
I was twelve
rockin H-Town or Horace Brown
watch out now
Baby face can pay da rent
and cook me five meals
what the deal on that Prince cat
he be lookin kind of fruity
get your groove on
And as long as I got your attention (Yeah)
There's a couple of new positions that I'd like to mention
Did you ever hear the one
Jurrasic 5 Together
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
the groove that's strictly metropolitan
Past go, I'll let you go again the pen emulates
what's heard from the four wheel
And Babyface ain't never seen this
Everybody got the flutes in the air by groove's grace
Every night my niggaz feast in the lap of luxury
Cuhz I took a single dream and turned it to reality
I was a young boy
I was just about five
I had a thing in my pocket
I kept alive
Now I'm a man
I'm past twenty one
You know baby
We have
flying high by my side
L O V E
Do you wanna ride in my car
I’m saying
L O V E
Do you wanna get down in my car
So if you want it you got it
Don’t let it go
little soldiers
4 little soldiers
5 little soldiers
What's the difference
Everybody can get it
Little soldiers
Get it
Little soldiers
1 little soldier
2
on the mood ring
I get it down, 5th flyer than a goose wing
Scoping out an earthy chick who like to shake her groove thing
Your music getting slept on, stupid
I get so high
That my eyes' five
I get so high
That my eyes' slime
I get so high
It don't make no sense
I swear I be thinkin bout God's eye
I get so
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