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San Francisco by the bay In my drop top come out and play Got a mint interior candy cane We hit the gas we switchin lanes San Francisco by the bay In
it right And we had just gotten back off tour last night So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy If we summoned up the posse and done rushed
the posse and done rushed the movies I got Angie, Jeff got Tina Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life That was all right because the lady was
Whoa And you say New York City (uh huh) Back by popular demand (ah ya ya ya ya ya ya ya) You been waitin' in the bay for us so long baby We had
Hot For Summer Too Hot For Summer You're Too Hot For Summer Bay house Short blouse Get sexy by the old lighthouse Looking into your eyes As blue
from experience that they won't roll by, With a scowl and a frown We'll keep our peckers down And prepare for depression and doom and dread, We
from experience that they won't roll by, With a scowl and a frown We'll keep our peckers down And prepare for depression and doom and dread, We
whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa Whoa-oh, high and low-oh-oo Then one day, sang ol' Craig, I'll be free to go my way And be standing by the bay at Santa
Been brutally murdered by the Jungle Posse police seem to be baffled to The whereabouts of these four suspects D-Money easily spotted in Candy burgundy
we took it all around the world I got fans in retirement homes, to teenagers, to little bitty boys ans girls Droppin' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood,
to catch the 40 bus around the way Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes All these things, that we did Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!" You
like a quaker But take the raincoats, for the oats When you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow With butter, you slip up in the grits
It's the motherfuckin' heist so don't ring the alarm 'G' It's the B-O-S-S and the S-P-I-C-E So, put this gat in your pants (right) And we gonna
Lex truck nothing in my click ain't hey Everybody here was fucked when they heard 'bout the deal Cash money hot boyz sound for thirty mill Already
friends, still be together in the end When our bodies laying dormant, food for worms and thought before us As together we stay haunted by the things that
Infrared beamers keep ya posse on my penis Now it's on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex The abyss to this bitch who dis this click Bliss is hangin'
whoa-oh, singin', "Oh, Santa Rosa", whoa-oh, high and low, ooh Then one day, sang ol' Craig, "I'll be free to go my way And be standin' by the bay at Santa
hide! We fixed the ride! Stupid hipsters in Brooklyn Shit's gentrified My posse feel like hiphop got too flossy I'ma put a rapper in A wheelchair like
hot Remember the days we was cold Now we got the money got it by the loads All my niggas we got it we came from the bottom We came from nothing now we
Colors like stained glass I see the fear in your eyes when we arrive And what's the odds of Even thinking you coincide When every time a nigga open A door
I made it I told you so Mocha Latte, kid We no play Stress-free, sexy in Montego Bay It's a pity that y'all look like idiots Yo boo, let me know
the posse and done rushed the movies I got Angie, Jeff got Tina Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life That was all right because the lady was
forget what goes up gotta come down (DJ Paul) But all that's go change 1997 Prophet Posse You know what I'm sayin Loved by few,hated by many We in
from experience that they won't roll by, With a scowl and a frown We'll keep our peckers down And prepare for depression and doom and dread, We
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