Lyrics:
to the border line.
While the city boys were hanging out
Trying to clean their shares in the laundromat,
It was getting to the point of no return.
Grabbed that bitch by her hair
Drug her across the ground
And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down
Sorry coach, its too late
(Blicky to blicky to blicky to blicky)
Sellin' packs by the laundromat (laundromat)
Once I get up out the hood, I ain't comin' back (never)
But I
Children laugh, telling jokes
'Till their eyes are red
The people feel so good
Say boy, say girl
All in my neighborhood
Say boy, say girl
We got
it, the boy still ain't graduated
I must say they cap the greatest (be real)
My team is mature, the bags are secured
Surrounded by addicts addicted
It's okay now, don't you cry MedRad's gonna sing you a lullaby
It's okay now, no need to fret We're eating beef jerky in the weight room
Hit another
You've got to do the laundromat swing
Every working fella on a friday night
By twenty after five is getting right
If you're gonna show the lady she's
you eat a beef jerky boy
Suey sauce and soy boy
I did it to 'em with Roy boy, what?
[Chorus]
C'mon, what! Damn
C'mon, the rap Superman, charge!
Shop, Used Car,
Beer, Bait, Barbecue, Barber Shop, Laundromat.
She wears a nothin'-to-hide sundress that'll make you melt.
Makes a country boy think she
Eagle, Eagle Carter man (yeah)
In a '96 Regal contraband (okay)
On my way to the east, to the laundromat (okay)
Gotta wash that money and get on my ass
Eagle, Eagle Carter man (yeah)
In a '96 Regal contraband (okay)
On my way to the east, to the laundromat (okay)
Gotta wash that money and get on my ass
don't even think of callin back
Man I know those cats, him and his click be flowin crack
Up in Prominax(?), stickin them kids, by the laundromat
(Mixx scratches "Yakety Yak")
Brother Marquis:
When you're told to do something by your mom and dad
Don't frown in their face or get mad
Because
My boys like the NWO
We coming with the fucking blow
Got a baseball bat, not no baseball hat
Gonna swing at a boy
Clean the blood off at a laundromat
Making scenes and breaking hearts
Life used to be boys and kisses
Now it's laundromats and shopping carts
Ain't no going back there
But it ain't never far
me boy
No ones got her e-toy, so come be my fucking e-boy
He's wearing all black, know i got to hit that
Don't give a fuck if he grab me by the neck
that by my verses
One fine day imma autograph those jerseys
Boys out here popping percy's
End up not gettin jerky's
Visiting em nurses going for rehab
chew my shit like a beef jerky
I told Lil baby yea you gotta hurry
My nigga toting them drums and sticks I'm not worried
My nigga we might do you dirty
Going to the store to eat jerky
Prank calling people trying to be the Jerky Boys
A touchtone terrorist, all you young motherfuckers, that's the era you
a just-one-nighter
Hey Rube, guess I'm bound to lose
Carry round these circus blues
Circus blues
Jugglers and acrobats
Shoeshine stand by the laundromat
Always had my
a star for that shit,
And you can learn a lot by jacking jacking my style
jacking jacking my style, Y?all been jacking for a while,
Fresh from Argentini,
the night if them boys try to slide
Would you catch a homicide for yo niggas, ride for yo niggas
Nah you gone die by that trigger, die nigga say goodbye nigga
Bait, BBQ, Barber Shop, Laundromat
She wears a nothin' to hide sun dress that'll make you melt
Makes a country boy think she got eyes for nobody else
My hands to myself
Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help
Kept that by the belt cause
Niggas will get to creepin
My niggas will grip them heaters
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