Lyrics:
Commonwealth, Theriott, White Plains, Randall
Omestead, Bointain, Colgate, Watson
Play rap loud, politickin business with the crack crowd
Fact file, funny
(Intro)
Candyman’s block,
233rd,
Brrrt,
Mwah!
(Chorus 1)
I was on 233rd White Plains,
Me and my boys were ridin’ the train,
I saw you
kilahi
Idoma ka kilahi
Agba ka kilahi
Yoh
Ole ri ego Ny'Igede al'Igede anu kwurwu kanu wo
Jabwo k'Igede Agba domwu alee le le
Ole ri ego Ny'Igede al'Igede
samy ataoko
Mihodihody erakan'ny faritry
White bitch agnaty BACKSEAT
Kara tsy hofaty ny aiñy
Mibaby olagna fa tsisy mahatsikaritry
Anh anh
Hevitrako fa
A four string diesel drinking war machine
The desert plains, you know he keeps them clean
He's the white devil you know
He's the white devil
A suit
flex
Il n'y a que le plug que je texte
Tout c'que j'ai dans la
Tête c'est le business
Elle veut j'la hit from the front
Elle veut j'la hit from the back
me for saying so
She had a white dove in her hand
Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan
Across the plains, I swear I heard her call
And it
on my boots
Oh, I gonna ride away
High on the plains, high on the reigns
White lightning lines I'll be
Riding high, oh so high
Oh gotta yell, cowboys
toots, pull on my boots
Oh, I gonna ride away
High on the plains, high on the reigns
White lightning lines I'll be
Riding high, oh so high
Oh
Plain white shirt (I'm always in a)
Plain white shirt (It's not uncommon got a)
Plain white shirt (I'm always in a)
Plain white shirt
Plain white
plains, and the summer rains,
Halala, Halala...for the eagle that soars, and the lion that roars under African skies,
Halala, Halala...may the sun on your
of entropy
Far across the plains, in a gypsy band she plays
She navigates the rains in a desert masquerade
And willow won't break, willow won't take
Willow
to whiskey and women
And cold nights on the plains, Lord
And fightin' them indians
And the Easterner he says he'll have one more
Fore he goes
He gives
White are the far-off plains,
And white the fading forests grow;
The wind dies out along the height
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight
Came through feeling smooth in my plain white tee
And you know I be shining ain't no changing me
They getting on my nerves ignite the flame in me
But
the White Bag
Before you’re under White Sheets with a White Tag
Wave the White Flag!
Can’t forget Bobby
Rep NY no lie
On Rockaway
Don’t Stop
Bobby
Rep NY no
chanter un refrain
Mais rien n’est bien,
Moi tu me plais et je me plains,
Que tu es loin, que je t’attends ici
Car personne n’est comme toi
Personne n’est
brown and white
Chocolate chip and everything that's nice
Tutti-frutti once and spumoni twice
Banana split for my baby
And a glass of plain water for me
brown and white
Chocolate chip and everything that's nice
Tutti frutti once and spumoni twice
Banana split for my baby
And a glass of plain water for me
was god or a fruit fly
You were a better place
I'll never get over you
Plain white never looked so blue
I'll never get over you
Plain white never looked
on this earth
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert
When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure
And crawl away in tears
I play
of red, brown and white
Chocolate chip and everything that's nice
Tutti frutti once and spumoni twice
Banana split for my baby
And a glass of plain
certain
There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert
When new school years appear, fools fear for
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
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