Lyrics:
raise my voice no more
Keep your hands tucked in your pockets as you walk the streets
elbows pressed tight against your sides as you watch your feet
On Grafton Street at Christmas time
The elbows push you 'round
This is not my place of memories
I'm a stranger in this town
The faces seem
when I'm out with my Mam
Approach me in the streets, rub elbows, shake hands
Yo, when you next free mate? Let's make plans
'Cause I know
How to cold
murder
Okay, huh
I'm from East Atlanta
Up the street from Candler
Elbows on the table
They didn't teach us manners
Sell those to my neighbors
wildin on the video?
Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?
Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?
Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes
they see us in the club swingin elbows?
Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?
Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps
I ran through
Over me under me
Elbow to elbow in front of me
Knee deep
Flooding the streets cuz they wannabe
Get under my feet no apologies
Over me under me
Elbow
Over me under me
Elbow to elbow in front of me
Knee deep
Flooding the streets cuz they wannabe
Get under my feet no apologies
Over me under me
Elbow
flow 24 7 who wanna stop that
When I was on second street scraping up my elbows
You was watching sesame playing round with elmo
Seen niggas turn big
late
Wheels, tracks and boards
Have you erection when you hear this words?
Vert, pool and street
Hey man, your elbows starts to bleed
Everytime enjoy
Windows down
Elbows out
Street lights pass and the stars my crowd
Make me forget what I'm thinkin about
I can just chill and enjoy myself
Space type high in
when I speak (What!)
You just listen to the beat (What!)
If you bouncin' and you don't know why, (What!)
Whylin' in the streets (What!)
Get the elbows in
like a scarecrow
Told my youngs to live they best life
Now my niggas facing Elbows
Ran the streets in dirty shell toes
I gotta go I gotta dip I gotta
the streets
I use to get them elbows to sale now it’s just to smoke
My swag can't be explained whats 10 words to say It’s dope Wow
No place I can’t go always
A folk song
And she walked in the street with her guitar on the elbow
When she stopped at the bar and asked if she could sing her sorrow
Only were
get an elbow (elbow)
Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat (boat)
They would try to book a show, but they can't pay the cost (bricks)
Not
Elbow gimme space
Inna mi vibe rite now gimme ah drink
Ravers Rifle Walk down the place
Stir Fry inna di place
Yea Elbow gimme space
Inna mi vibe rite now
the street, holla, "What's up Doc?"
I got a Bugs Bunny chain with a matchin' watch
I make y'all jump like Kris Kross, bounce like Bow
I'm the next
We in the streets on our dike shit none of these niggas can fuck with us
Cuz in the kitchen fighting the work feet elbows and uppercuts
Work it out
the street, holla, "What's up Doc?"
I got a Bugs Bunny chain with a matchin' watch
I make y'all jump like Kris Kross, bounce like Bow
I'm the next
elbows (Elbows)
Huh
Ain't shit sweet in these streets man
It is what it is
Uh ah ah ay
Uh ah ah ay
Uh ah ah ay
Rest In Peace Pop Smoke
Let me see you do the pop smoke
Been your knees then drop it low
Swing your legs like elbow
Do your dance like pop smoke
On an empty old street
A bare naked lady came up to me
And said, "why are you crying?"
I didn't know what to say
Because when she asked me
I
late
under street lights
It is what it is that’s what it be like
From where they
shoot first an dont think twice.
Member creepin out late
under them
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