Lyrics:
aisle number three
I came face-to-face with an old memory
Caught by surprise I felt I was gasping for air
Paper or plastic can't you see man I don't
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I bend a co'ner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms
I hope
And on the island the island girls are not too shy
Every night a good moon a-rising
magic lanterns lighting the way
to a party down by the water
Calypso music
my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
lonely but I know I'll be OK
Good love is on the way
Three years broken hearted
Now her ghost is finally gone
Done with broken people
This is me I'm
take me baby take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twinz, ah
That's spot clickin' till
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, two step, three step, four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball, radiate
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
As the great unloved go dancing all the way
One step, Two step, Three step, Four
Drag me to the middle, then you pulled me to the floor
Glitterball -
the Heat Wave
By letting her seat wave.
And in such a way
That the customers say
That she certainly can, can-can.
Gee her anatomy, made the mercury
take me
Since high school, nigga I ain't got no friends
Got two Three-Eighty's like the Ying Yang Twins, ah,
That's spot clickin' till the D's run in
the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does!
Why does my
around
Sodium phosphate, bones
Hi-class, jet-set, bourgeois scene
European style
Think they know the way to be
Missed it by a mile, of bones
You must be daddy's little pumpkin
I can tell by the way you roll
You must be daddy's little pumpkin
I can tell by the way you roll
Why it's
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-six
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside
Failed
Can't Be Tracked Down By the Phone
Definitely Not By Email
We Get Off On Them
The Back Alleys Then
You Look Familiar In A High School Way
We
Kante,on my feet Yeezy kicks,three stripes like Kanye
All gold outwest like the Ps Ashanti
You know where they all stay. You know what the lames say
They say
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a three-ninety-six
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside
sat me down
and taught me to spell 'Christmas' this way:
'see' is for the Christ child, born upon this day
'H' for herald angels in the night
week
So ain’t no getting it back
He took da lil bread he had
Just to get em ah gat
Cuz in his mind it’s only one way
To settle da debt
Disrespect
Down by the river if you get the shivers, Ill put it around you
Were makin them memories in the moonlight and red wine, vinyl static
Three words, two
It's the brother from around the way
And what I say I bend a co'ner on three like Dr. Dre
Comin' at 'em with pattern an' a fresh pair of atoms
I hope
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