Lyrics:
fine, on the right
Lead my guilty conscience down the blocks I've never been
Salley, salley gardens
Please convince me there's a part I haven't seen
Kardey ne gal mundey un Suchi yari di
Kal de jawak sochey paigey assi parey nai
Dilo'n de garib salley jeba toh fakir Ney
Aaun aala rap kar dega tenu
Down by the Salley Gardens
My love and I did meet.
She passed the Salley Gardens
With little snow white feet.
She bid me take life easy
doors, Chevy doors, Chevy doors
Rims tall as John Salley though, Salley though, Salley though
Gold chains, mainly Figaro, Figaro, Figaro
And one of them
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves
Down by the Salley Gardens,
my love and I did meet.
She passed the Salley Gardens
with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
Down by the Salley Gardens my love and I did meet
She passed the Salley Gardens with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves
blazin', I'm her cow-boy from the West
When the sun came up she laid me down to rest
Salley's in the alley, She's turnin' up her tricks
Bust me blow me
Down by the Salley gardens
my love and I did meet,
She passed the Salley gardens
with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
Down by the salley gardens
My love and I did meet
She passed the salley gardens
With little snow-white feet
She bid me take love easy
As the leaves
Down by the Salley gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the Salley gardens with her little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
Palmin' an arm longer than John Salley's
Wrong addy, bullets ain't got direction
You're gone sadly ridin' shotgun
Get you blown in your mom backseat
Most
with Jonn Salley
Shout to Andre Leon Talley
Get ready get set (get set get set)
Place your bet (your bet your bet)
What you get (you get you get)
your pockets got a motherfuckin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in his Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want
like Stockton and Malone:
Make my pick then roll
The ugly ones go to Sam Cassell
You washed up like Nick Van Exel
Shawn Kemp, Robert Parish
John Salley
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in his Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, now hoes is his choice
D-D-Dick
cookies
I told her wear her hair so I could pull it
My money too tall to overlook me
Like John Salley, I'm coaching like Pat Riley
I used to hot box
Salley
Biochemically on par with Salvador Dali
I traveled to Tijuana to smack the federali
Who packing avocado toast like Mario Batali
I'm an ocean
and cash leave you basic
Big 4s my opp he ain't real bitch that pussy ain't getting no credit
He broke
He forgot that I know where he resting
Bill Salley
to find ya (find ya)
I'm a take the whole night to remind ya
(Remind ya)
You ever been to Disneyland?
Roger that Salley.
trying be stress free the klan in a trump ralley
Like a nail tech in salleys cheeseburger in rally
A cowboy in Texas but I keep stressing out
What
Nation gladly
Take the blame the Patsies
My nickname John Salley mayne
Coach put me in the game
Im bringing home them rings
Like im getting married
Axis
going back to Cali
Been a bad boy before Zeke and John Salley
Spent my youth running and dodging federallies
Pushing through, Missing my brother badly
going back to Cali
Been a bad boy before Zeke and John Salley
Spent my youth running and dodging federallies
Pushing through, Missing my brother badly
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