Lyrics:
survive made a email in the card holder's name
Big strap shoot this bitch gonna give me shoulder pain
Slide on him and spray zoom in ima aim
Gun by me he
want a foreign expensive coupe
And you want a big house
With a huge chimney roof
Once you on Best Buy
Register account under the
Card holder's name
You
card
And then you draw bad card
Propaganda spreading over my name
Say you want to bring another life to shame
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
card
And then you draw bad card
Propaganda spreading over my name
Say you want to bring another life to shame
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
card
And then you draw bad card
Propaganda spreading over my name
Say you want to bring another life to shame
Oh, man, you just a-playing a game
I wrote our names a thousand times
Just to see yours sitting next to mine
Sent you flowers, cards unsigned anonymous
In days to come like
The family once received a homemade Christmas card
And everyone was thrilled to read the verse inside
'Cause every line was printed where the print
Jeep, Jeep
These are the things in my Jeep, Jeep, Jeep, Jeep, Jeep
Hairspray, a toy car, deck of cards, and some handy wipes
A bag of trash,
You could have been more
Than a name on the door
On the thirty-third floor in the air
More than a credit card
Swimming pool in the backyard
There are unsmiling faces in fetters and chains
On a wheel in perpetual motion
Who belong to all races and answer all names
With no show
There are unsmiling faces in fetters and chains
On a wheel in perpetual motion
Who belong to all races and answer all names
With no show
Hello Brooklyn
New York, New York it's a hell of a town
You know the Bronx is up and I'm Brooklyn down
Because they don't know my name they only
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch the names
And he'll follow your dress codes
What's in a name? Hey!
She's a scented magazine
Lookin'
I've been walkin' these streets so long
Singin' the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle's the name
a hole card
Ie skin is this:
Fuck up what you can in the name of
Piggy Wallace, Dickless Nixon
And Spiro Agnew
Leave brother Cleaver and Brother
Malcolm
You could have been more
than a name on the door,
on the thirty-third floor in the air.
More than a credit card,
swimming pool in the backyard.
you're Dick Butkus
One-half science and another half soul
His name's Mike D. not Fat Morton Jelly Roll
Got busy in Frisco fooled around in Fresno
Got
bums and credit card holders . . .
(Hey babe I feel so good tonight
I got shore leave and I sure ain't leavin' here till I prove that . . .)
A man's
better play ya cards right
So she came up to me and asked my name
I said it's funky Mac, I don't play no games
If you wanna come home with me tonight
again
And baby, I get mystified by how this city screams your name
And baby, I'm so terrified of if you ever walk away
I'd never walk Cornelia Street
I've been walkin' these streets so long
Singin' the same old song
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle's the name
Ayy (Shout-out my nigga Synco)
Ayy thanks to the card holders
I just wanna thank the card holders
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
Keep a tommy gun like
Oil name, and money
And the town said "How did a middle class divorcée do it?"
The wedding was charming, if a little gauche
There's only so far new
bouquet
Has made me love you in a special way
A card that shows me tryin' to catch a pretty nurse
Or one with just a name and lovely Bible verse
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