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crease your bitch in my street clothes (Stupid)
Big hits of the weed smoke 
Wake up, flex on a pussy then I sleep more
I'm too far in this drip at the sea

(Ey man remember back in the day when we used to rock the street clothes)
(Walkin' round our hometown fuckin' all the sweet hoes)
(That's far behind

Madame Joy

Van Morrison

The Philosopher's Stone

1998

All the men would turn their head
When she walked down the street
Clothes are fine and hair that shine
Smiling oh so sweet, smiling oh so sweet

Harden 30 off of free throws
I got several shorties tryna give me deep throat
I just made some bans off of selling street clothes
Out in Vegas for

brand new clothes, Dover Street Market
I just threw twenty K on these-, we was at Onyx
I just bought me some brand new clothes, Dover Street Market

I

I'ma street nigga
Bragging bout clothes and fuckin hoes you a weak nigga
You know that saying that say a weak nigga is a beat nigga
Caught em lacking

that bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggas
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas
I'm from the Dec',

remember back then I was wearing those street clothes
I was wearing those street clothes
I see you've made your choice
Die with the sound of my voice
Now I

that bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggas
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggas
I'm from the Dec',

but my luck done shift
 
Girl looking fine in your street clothes
Got me thinking how I'm getting underneath those
Got pics and you telling me to peep

peacoat
Mamma told me never go to school in your street clothes
Shawty wanna fuck me she gone put you in the friend zone
Imma make a play , you can catch me

In the crib, I tell her no street clothes on the bed
Ain't a teacher, but I hit the opps with lead
You like my best friend, I'm your John to your ted

I'll be one of those
Who floats like an angel in street clothes
To survive
For family
Blood and otherwise

I lied back there, before
Buying Newports from

me I run man
I'm running around in street clothes 
Hand me a 9 I'll defeat hoes (Prrrrrrrra)

Relax fam
Relax let's switch this
Switchin' believe it

in my ragged street clothes
In my ragged street clothes

Why are you incapable of showing compassion
And then doing away with me in this fashion
I do

street clothes
But my guys in masks and they don't ski
I don't need throat, I just need
A girl who proud of me, okay

Yeah, I will not fuck you and shit

Yeah
Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
Boy you play me like a cheat code
Can't keep your eyes off the screen though
Caught me off guard baby in my street clothes
Moving

now I only wear street clothes
fuck designer shit, the jeans and tuxedos
you think you getting lit it’s only the placebo 
you ain’t smoking on the good

and Hermes
Gotta take your street clothes off baby girl before you lay in my bed
Sometime I got too much pride stand on every single word that I said
I'ma only

ask me if I feel worth this in my street clothes
Just another to waste their best years in a drunken blur
It's my pride that gets away from me most

in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz
I'm from

with my street clothes
All up in the club lookin for the freak hoes
With them dope boys who make the best bucks
Moving packages, like UPS trucks

Rebel of the Underground

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

And when I do a stage show I wear street clothes
So they all know me
The lyrical lunatic, the maniac emcee
I give a shout out to your homies
And maybe

get you straightin' like the Migos.
She waitin', she on Casamigos.
Keep blazin', shootin' free throws.
Fuck the courtroom and my street clothes.
My