Lyrics:
my face
I'll dream of days
In your warm embrace
While your tribesmen sleep
Westport's awake
Let the home fires burn
All around the bay
Until we raise
I am an orphan girl,
In Westport I was found,
The workhouse is my world,
Since the praties took us down.
What time in life is left to me,
If I don’t
One two west port
Chad Westport growing some weed
Chad Westport Growing some weed
Perfectly imperfect he's growing that weed
C'mon baby got what you
incarcerated, being Reinserted back into Society
Niggas changing
Bitches change ,
But I'm still Westports'Finest Nigga
If I had one wish
I'll take these chains
fake a laugh
While you're tryin' your hardest not to cry
We'll go walk the dogs at Winslow Park
'Cause Westport's perfect in the spring
And I'll
fuck it, let me die near a gun
Got bitches to transport without an escort
I'm makin' moves from D.C. up to Westport
Local police ain't a problem
don't care
I leave tonight for Westport
Just say you'll meet me there
Rainstorm on the midway
You close your eyes and fly
Strangers in the hallway
We
We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
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We flew into town on Sunday
Had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport
'Til we found a place that we thought would do
157
We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157
We flew into town on Sunday
Had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport
'Til we found a place that we thought would do
157
Carabou Lee
I love you very much
This is the Tech N9ne experience
Dipped out the Ex house
It's right around two
Off to Westport to kick it with
We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
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Westport
Or the surgeon who cured the elms
Or the man at the vegetable stand
Or the guru who cast a spell
Or the Yalie from New Haven
Or the farmer in
[Chorus]
Hard liquor
Me and my people be so drunk we don't drive
We take the trolley 'cause of hard liquor,
We started Waldo to Westport and pee in
We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157
Westport
Or the surgeon who cured the elms
Or the man at the vegetable stand
Or the guru who cast a spell
Or the Yalie from New Haven
Or the farmer in
We flew into town on Sunday, had to find a place by Monday
Tried Bridgeport and Westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157
(C.W. McCall, B. Fries, C. Davis)
Did you see me at Westport Landing
On the wide Missouri shore?
Did you hear the west wind calling
In the spring
She belongs here and she's right
Met one last night
Paul is the kind of man you
Might say has it all
Including a wife and four kids up in Westport
But
They come from Bridgeport, Westport, Darien
Down to the Hayden Planetarium
We're gonna space out to our favorite tunes
We're going straight
The night we crashed a wedding out in Westport
We were living lighter we were walking on water
I saw a side of you that I've never seen- I wish you
more
(Yeah bitch no more)
Yah butch no more
WHO
Yeah
Zooming through the highway
I seen hella bitches on the highway
Mhm (Westport)
Bring em my
of always drinking, always gambling and doing crimes
He set me down in Westport to head back to my hometown
I walked 50 miles in 50 hours to lay my body down
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