Lyrics:
hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt
Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee's tits off
And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes
it, sad avenue
Nothing ever works
Year to year
Week to week
We are just living by the hope
That never gets realistic
Sad Avenue
I'm from a place where
from here
Where do we go from here
Where do we go from here
I told you I love you just the way you are
Just the way you are
Just the way you are
I only
Where the true power resides, On the lower east side!
(sfx cheering)
V3 Fanny
Let’s do this…
(sfx, cheering)
V4 Group / Chorus 4 x
1 -Boycott beef
2
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
that was a low blow i know doe doe
Take a photo oh
I'm 'bout to roll up and pop to his fo' do
Oh no, he's probably gonna go and PC again
And talk
you
Trying to get away with things a real wouldn't do
Where my dogs at? (Right here)
You see them? (Right where?)
Get 'em, boys (right there)
Lee, say to be water
I don't know no soul I'm foreign to, cordial
Don't snooze, I got a couple more moves to show you
Here we go
Here we go
Now I
you are taking the sunshine
That has brightened our pathway a while
Now, come and sit by my side, little darling
Do not hasten to bid me adieu
Just
was so salty like Peggy's was before
Then slowly re-control the 'ride and sodium for
Recipe of my rhymes syllable and word
So I can go and provide
clutch
Cause I got Jordan touch
I'm more than tough
Still I might retire
Like I'm Andrew luck
The golden child
Shooting from the line
That boy he known
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
you hide and that ho verified it
I told my homie, "I know where to find him"
He said, "You late, we already got him"
And by the way, it was an honor
Heavy on the peggy on a
Cuatro, cinco
Stop telling that girl where she can't go!
Same old song, champagne, patrón
With a pretty girl coming home
Until
How do you do.
There's a lot of opportunity for some nice press here...
Dot by dot
Building up the image
Shot by shot
Keeping at a distance
Where do we go from here?
Is it time for the children to grow up?
And how do we spend our lives
If there's no one to lend us a hand?
Games people
can't go where I go
And none of them can't educate me about dough
You can't educate me about bagging up food
Shut ya mout' and don't get rude
None
why my niggas moving Kelly
Bundy by the dub rock
Just got in some loud and
I'll make the bud pop
It got red hair like Peggy, my eyes bloodshot
I got
shit, shawty
Yeah, two tokes
Here we, here we, here we, here we, here we go
One cup, one L, till the sun come up
Two cups, two Ls, throwed till I throw up
tighten things
Up and come and get back together again
But I'd like to ask you just one question
(Please, tell me where do we go from here) honey, yeah
thinking, what's she gonna do? (Ooh)
She grabs you by the arm, I'm thinkin', I'm through (ooh)
Then you look back at me and suddenly I'm helpless
Oh,
Where Do I Go - Anna Blue (2016)
now it’s time to say goodbye
by starting out a brandnew life
and I ask myself where do I go from here
(where do I
Where Do I Go - Anna Blue (2016)
now it’s time to say goodbye
by starting out a brandnew life
and I ask myself where do I go from here (where do I
from front to back (what the fuck I'ma do now?)
To my niggas in the world, where the fuck you at? (What I'ma do now?)
Where my niggas is at?
Where my
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