Lyrics:
a man like me in town
I pick cotton down on the dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
But that's allright, that's ok by me
'Cause that's
of a guy
L-double-E, B-O-Y
Lee Boy, Lee Boy, he's our guy
If you need Lee, he'll be standing by
L-double-E, B-O-Y
When the King of B-flat walks in
man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
Original hustler with
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
People get hurt
I'm thinking that the people is me
If you wanna find me I'll be
Playing, playing with the boys
Staying, playing with the boys
After
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
a
B-O-Y into a M-A-N
Well I can take a failure I can take a flop
I've survived at the bottom
Better than the top
I take it day by day and I can do
Alright
my boy
And if you need a couple keys I'm the connect, my boy
Off the top
I just scraped it off the top (cut it)
Got it off the road, off
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Goin)
Wit Some Privalage In Da Back Boy, Blowin (Blowin)
Hold It Down For The Bay Reppin Oakland
If It Wasn't For That Grandaddy Smokin' (Dadida)
love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena
While boys and girls are
[Chorus]
If Jesus walked the world today, He'd probably be a hillbilly
Common man of men and the King of many
He'd lay his hands on his brother
love to ride the ferry
Where music is so merry
There's a man who plays the concertina
On the moonlit upper deck arena
While boys and girls are
my nggaz
And if you ain't sqad then you not my nigga
Haha thats how that shit gon man
- this ya boy weezy baby
When you see me in tha streets
Man do
man, niggas be trippin'
In the streets without a gat? Nah, nigga you're slippin'
If I'm trippin' on The F with weed on my breath
Original hustler with
And you know, I'm not a stayer
Dat's the dutty, dutty love
I'm still in love with you, boy
So, girly, try to understand
Dat a man is just a man
Dat's
get any stronger
Man, her daddy woulda killed me if he'd only known what was goin' on
Down Hannah Ford Road
Now, there ain't a time
I drive by
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
of the click
All you suckas want to dis the pacific
But you buster n****s never get specific
Used to love her mad cause we f***ed
Her p**** whipped b****
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Tear across the page
By the marker
Leave the light on
By the boy's side
Car, get in the car
Car, get in the car
I can make an honest man of you
I can
Yeah
And it's like
Yo
Your boy's too hot, put a fan on
I am never under pressure, man, it's pressure that I stand on
I'm not the bruddah you
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