Lyrics:
moved to Jers' so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good times found myself like Jimmie Walker sayin' "Cello"
was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a coup de ville.
A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road,
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford.
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
means "victory helper"
Whole name means "protector"
Shorten it by two letters, without the I-R at the end
The reincarnated Gil Scott livin' in
in that bar
Wasn't looking for nothin', now look where we are
We're watching our kids growin' up in a flash
Don't it feel like the good times go by
moved to Jers' so we could get a better life
But little did she know a ghetto is a ghetto
Good times found myself like Jimmie Walker sayin' "Cello"
steal fo a nigga ; stay by my side even kill fo a nigga
If you fuck wit a nigga for real ; it ain't nothin to keepin it trill
[verse 2]
She jus ; wantd
when I know it's bad for me
These memories fill my mind
Why do you smell so good?
You know I love that cologne
Why do I want what I shouldn't
Why
the length of the mall for you
Mall walker
Weekday mornings by the clock
We would meet before our walk
No reminders, no phone calls
Same spot, same
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
the good parts
I'm on my way to ya
And won't nothin' keep me from ya
So I'll just free run (free run)
'Til my feet start to lift off the ground
I will
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
you Dainy more than living itself
Even though my friends tell me she ain't good for my health
When I go pick her up they tell me put her back
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Look at me I'm a boss like my nigga Rozay
Shawty asked me for a check, I told that bitch like no way
'Cause I made it from the bottom there was nothin
every morning
With a good morning kiss
I want to kiss you to sleep the same way
'Cause I, I know you like this
I want to do everything for you
'Cause
Swirl
Baby, I've been waitin'
My whole life
For you and I
This the real you, ooh
This the real me, ooh
They can't do nothin' but envy, ooh
was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybellene in a coup de ville.
A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road,
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford.
things I'm lackin for sure
But I'm committed to growin and coming at you mature
In the future, I know it ain't gonna be all good
But when we
JEANS GOT HOLES IN THE POCKETS
YEAH THE MONEY FALLS OUT SOON AS I START WALKIN
GOOD THING THE SUNSHINE DON’T COST NOTHIN
IT’S A GOOD DAY FOR LIVIN
or nothin'
But when we talkin' about somethin'
We have good discussion
I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to somethin'
That's good for us
know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis
(sax, flute, baritone)
BGV: Rebecca Jade
Cover Artist: Scott Johnson
Cover Artist photographer: Kristy Walker
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