Lyrics:
the sights he's seen of
When full long doth he mourn on the Isle of St. Helena.
No more in St. Cloud will he'll appear in great splendor
Nor step forth from
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St. Teresa
Sit down on the corner, just a little climb
When I make my
grab me and take me home
Hey Christine, my party queen
Hot night in St. Helena
Wild party at Ana's Cantina
Bring me back that girl
My Christine, ah
Hey
up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people
love to watch the world go by
Made friends with a family
Bound for Sault St. Marie
They said bye at Sudbury Junction"
I guess, I hated to see 'em
the fridge
Now papa was a rolling stone, I thought you knew that
Don't smoke no cig' but I'll shoot that, true facts
Nah I mean?
My lighter St. Laurent
be aight
St. Lunatics at the Superbowl
Top row gettin' super blowed
Rams on the 24 second down two to go
Now we in the Louis tho
It's two below
hills of green If you've plans for supper you can bet I'll be late
For I'll be down on my knees outside St. James's Gate
I would take a train or a boat
St. Lunatics at the super bowl
Top roll gettin' super blow
Rams on the twenty four second down two to go
Now we hear the Louie tho
It's two below
To Montpelier, which is up in Vermont
Hartford's in Connecticut, so pretty in the fall
And Kansas has Topeka, Minnesota has St. Paul
Juneau's in Alaska
rolling rolling
Drive it like its stolen
Ridin' through ya city with ya ting
Cause my pockets swollen
Shawty wanna put the top down
Shawty wanna gimme top
The moon is floating somewhere out at sea
On an island in the blur of noise and color
Alcatraz, St. Helena, Patmos and the Chateau D'If
Night train
back)
What you said joaning
Man y'all still say joaning bruh
That some straight St. Louis shit
Y'all know y'all from St. Louis
Show 'em then
Wowww
The moon is floating somewhere out at sea
On an island in the blur of noise and color
Alcatraz, St. Helena, Patmos and the Chateau D'If
Night train
Babylon lowe Marijuana
Free up di people dem down a Ghana
That's why we haffi bunn di Marijuana
So wi rolling loud
And it mek mi high like di cloud
Yeah mi
being old and alone
An old man with delusions out of Rolling Stone
It takes more guts than that to be a star like them
St. Peter can't you sneak me into
have been
St. Margaret, she looks over us
St. Margaret and her kin
At the far edge of the killing fields
She stands there now and then
So
fuckin talk
In church with st. Leuraunt
Bitch bust down like the watch
I'm twisting like the plot
Aye
Ride the wave
Right away
Ride the wave
Right away
on a honeymoon
Business Class to St. Helena
We would trip in our room
Two lone souls dancing along in a nebula
Chorus
Let's make this easy
You need someone
turned red
Near disaster
We left St. Mary's
I wasn't buried
But I wasn't so sure
Parked down an alley
Passed through a hallway
They didn't give me a cure
Fort Greene, Compton
East St. Louis, Detroit (brrap, brrap)
Chicago (brrap, brrap), Bed-stuy (brrap, brrap)
Flatbush (brrap, brrap), Brownsville
Vermont,
Hartford's in Connecticut so pretty in the fall,
and Kansas has Topeka
Minnesota has St. Paul.
Juneau's in Alaska and there's Lincoln in Nebraska
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman's church and I've said my religious vows
I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
I got
blow it in a night and make it back
I'll wife it for the night then send her back
Fuck nigga
Outro with Hook:
Laviamata Records
St. Laviathan (Big Saint
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