Lyrics:
of hush-your-mouth, 'n Joe South and that's home to me
She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school
And something about her smile that turns you on
She's
the schoolyard, no report card because I'm larger than life
Clothes smokey, eyes shining, 'cause I'm high as a kite, fuck it
High school teachers I'm a man
Half of my high school got too drunk
Half of my high school fell in love
With the girl next door
In their daddy's Ford
Half of my main street's
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black
Come on, get down to the boarding school
If you wanna get that sugar cane
If you wanna be that pin-up queen
You can, you can
If you wanna do that south
to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only girl in town
She's saving up all of her money
Wants to head it south in May
Maybe roll in the sand with
to the left, fins to the right
And you're the only girl in town
She's saving up all of her money
Wants to head it south in May
Maybe roll in the sand with
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don't ever change (some things will never change)
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
This is your hometown
This is your hometown"
In '65 tension was running high
At my high school
There was a lot of fights
Between the black
hometown
This is your hometown
In '65 tension was running high at my high school
There was lots of fights between blacks and whites
There was nothing
Half of my high school got too drunk
Half of my high school fell in love
With the girl next door
In their daddy's Ford
Half of my main street's
mouth, 'n Joe South
And that's home to me
She was born in '52, she finished in a Mississippi school
And something about her that turns you on
She's
single
Bitch that I know?
Why can't you just shut your mouth
And take the high road?
Fuck if I know, that's that Chicago (aye)
South, south, side, that's
York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from Harlem
To the Grand Concourse where
(???????)
El Camino pick-Up truck
(???????) Motley Crue
Holding hands just me and you
We don't need no high school
I think we're too cool
We'll have
Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from
Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen
Shout out the South Bronx where my mom hails from
Right next to High Bridge across from
don't see the ends of my paper like P.S nigga
But damn in high school you had the fattest ass
And now me out of high school, you got a fatter ass
Swear
People they haven't seen in forever
Since high school, San Jose times
The restaurant food and the bottle
Had a few drinks
And now they're feeling fine
her high school friends
'Bout three hours later she came rollin' back in
Well, the boss man really jumped her
Son he wasn't joking
Everybody in
I look in the mirror
I'm trendy enough? Wrong
Insecurity roams the black community
Homes where kids must have jewelry
The high school female need
Towne
First day of High School went and got my tool, then I fell in love with that K sound
I'm from the park but don't play round, this ain't no
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