Lyrics:
da-dya
Eenie meenie minie mo
Catch that monkey by the toe
If he hollers let him go
Eenie meenie minie mo
Ho-hum, ho-hum, ho-ho-hum, ho-hum
Swing it
by the telephone
If this is it, it's a swing and a miss, yeah, yeah
If this is it, it's a swing and a miss, yeah, yeah
If this is it, it's a swing
autograph)
(Wow, I love you, I have all your albums, it's Mr. Nigga, I love him)
They stay on nigga patrol on American roads
And when you travel abroad,
Morning comes, that alarm clock screaming
Coat and tie, and wheeling, dealing
I wish that I could be back on Swing Street
Watching life roll by
happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman
Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggas thought we slept but the architect sent
The Pentagon's from
what happened to San Fran young girl hit by policeman
Twelve shots up in her dome, damn
Niggaz thought we slept but the architect sent
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
(chase paper, get it)
I'm little but I'm coming for the title, held by everyone who's up
All work and no play
Never made me lose it
All business all
to four and grab my hand say I'll meet you by the band
You and I, we're goin' to Swing Street
Give yourself to the rhythm
And every wrong is forgiven
knew the fella could play
Dig him
By the things he heard his right hand say
(Now, we're gonna romp)
(There was no doubtin' that the man could swing
tote yo' shit
We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's close the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon
Shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around,
tote yo' shit
We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's close the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon
Shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around,
your little star
cnd then ya
Swing my way
Swing my way
Brooklyn, New York is where I stay
So come on tough guy, swing my way
Drifting down the stairs
- when i was dying down in the street none of you niggas helped me
- they changed my name, they used to reject, it's like everybody was putting me.
-
the life
It's the music and the rhyme of American Living
There's a mom and dad and they're planting all Their seeds
Everyday just working on their dreams
can all those muscles do
And he said, "I can turn a jack, I can lay a track
I can pick and shovel too"
Can you swing a hammer boy?
Yes sir, I'll do
all can them muscles do?" and he said,
"I can turn a jack I can lay a track I can pick and shovel too."
"Can you swing a hammer, boy?" "Yes sir, I'll
Feeling like a Skywalker on my X-Wing
All they gonna see is green, when this sabre swing
Feeling like a Skywalker, on my X-Wing
All they gonna see
degenerate
I ain't got no clip
Just swing around your tits
I'm a young degenerate, hey
Young degenerate
Make 'em all so sick
All this culture in my clique
I'm
chrome in the future
I be with my three like a number (three)
Ready to put somethin' under (yeah)
You know we swing like the jungle (swing)
You move,
to pick up their weapons
Ripping wings feather by feather from the backs of his angels
Caught a glimpse of the heavens then dragged off by hooks through
Swing my way
Message to all them Crazies
Get out the way
O'lord, Open them gates
Aunty, save a space for me
Blessings Swing my way
Message to all them
gun up but I think keep peep this game now
To the niggas that's just gone by that fuckin' with Bone
Swing widda clip tight clan
It's all eternally
Yo! Swing this sword like a Samurai
Tryna make sure that a opp don't have an eye
If you get bored by me
Than you surely won't see paradise
Ching man
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