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Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.
The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
We'll turn Manhattan
Into an isle of joy.
We'll go

from my home by the ocean

A naive little boy who got caught in a trap
Of too many good times and diversions
Well I slipped and I fell
And I lost who I

this big ass bong

[Verse 1]
(Pooh-Man)

Dank smoke is the interior of my 7 deuce impala
Punch the gas on that ass
And let my glass plex holla
Down to my

stop them in their tracks

Big coins and little notes

Would they throw

This was the start of the rise of the Reverend Bobby's Buskers

And boy that

last
Take the weight off, you can lay it down
It's a big world, but a small town
So when ya stop by take your time
Stop and say

Hello, I love you
You're

of the town bitch I'm the man
You think you gonna do some about it but you barking at a knot
Watch yer fucking mouth
Shut your big bazoo
Yeehaw
You're as ugly

the ground one big pound
Let out your loudest sound
Sing it for the whole town
Let your bass be surround
Throw it around like McCown
It's all good if you down

Heads down, swallow the screen and feel images
Imprint themselves. Big world, little villagers.
Living the dream, dreaming of waking
Who isn't afraid

sunshine
Without a little rain?
And love is like leaves in the fall
'Cause some people get scared and
Leave when you fall speaking of which
I met this girl

breathe"
Still on my feet 
Game of Musical Chairs
This assed out route
cll too familiar
Like deaf clings to the hearing impaired
Some blinded by light 
But

No lie, being with you, the best days I could live
Tender head, at a tender age, who dreamt big
I knew I was ugly but still ain't give a shit
You was

about love, baby, use your logic
Wanna say the truth, fuck it, go 'head about it
Sitting by my window staring at the moonlight
Call my baby up try

mail that
Don't nobody in the city sell that
Niggas will sell their souls though
Big money by the boatload
These people can not buy me
Made

Who ever thought that I would make it
This far but those who hated
They saw potential in a boy and they delayed him
Went from wannabe to little nigga

blade, tucked gun, lets meet by the night
He think he a big guy, he's the one begging for his life
He think he a good spi, hit him with that colt-45
He

them gators roam
Gretna is my town, its my fucking home
This the BIG EASY where we celebrate FAT TUESDAY
Ain't no need to introduce me
I'm my own MOVIE

a really Big Bang
Leave a shit stain
Got a little baddie in the crib get my dick drained!
Yeah you making pictures but don't even got a fit frame
If you

Don't bow my head Because i am grace
Stack my bread Make my plate
I rely on the facts I don't walk by faith
And its all on me so i got to make a way

pole
I'm a big gemini so you already know
Last bitch was a dub and im stealing the show
light skin little bitch with incredible throat
Y'all amateur

Leadville once was a big-time boomtown
now it's two stop lights six churches and a jail
at night all the hometown boys get wasted
and race their

of many battles
Broken bottles and black eyes
Disguise on my face, when we kick the door down
The Fury's in the house tearing up the town

Dad, you're from

pulling dimes
And they was all latinas so you know that they was fine
Barber said "what up homie you was looking lit
Saw you at the party by the way was

Little Stormy was a handful
Despite all the hype
I paid a load of chump change
But no way was she my type

Now when anybody asks me
I don’t care if I

I was caught in the landslide
Climbing up on the hill
To the top where the big cross
Stood silent and still

I was waiting for the next song