Lyrics:
suckin' me off on the weekend
And this black dude, I call King Kong
He had a big ass dick and a hurricane tongue
So, how many licks does it take 'til
He's heating up
Oh damn
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woah there
And I keep a Glock, nah,
Street
In July
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
Aqua Metzeral
Für die Ticker in der Stadt und im Park (woop, woop, woop)
Das ist Strada- und nicht Gangsta-Rap
Idéal, Bellator MMA (drrr)
Be water,
play in the city
Powered by the sun
Perfect weather for a streamlined world
There'll be spandex jackets one for everyone
What a beautiful world this
to skate when she was in first grade
Went to Clark ain't graduate
Moved up out of Buckhead to escape the city
Breakfast at Barney's, she's so ratchet,
Quittin' time quittin' time like a big dollar bill a waitin' on a little thin dime
Quittin' time quittin' time wanna find my baby by the docks
the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah, yeah,
Senators you polish a turd
Here in the big city we got a word
For those who would bed their beloved big bird
And make a mockery of our freedoms
Ah, without
puk)
Das ist Strada- und nicht Gangsta-Rap
Idéal, Bellator MMA (drrr)
Be water, my friend, Aqua Metzeral
Für die Ticker in der Stadt und im Park
this city by storm
Big city life, well here's my take
There's a crack in the picture, window gonna break
It's a catch 22, catcher in the rye
You
hot mama lookin' to the city
Taxi dancers and big time spenders
She's been groovin'
Red hot mama was gettin' down
Scoping the places where fun
last night
I saw my own shadow, cut down by headlights
Smoking and drinking, cut me loose
I can't seem to shake
These big city blues
Banks got all
heart
Ooh pa you broke her heart
Well the years rolled by
And 'fore we knew it
Our sister got married and moved out west
I stayed with ma, 'cause
How should I begin?
This is the story of a boy named Lonnie Lynn
As I said it, the spirits here whip me
He was raised in the belly of the city
and spread
My wings because I'm riding with my (angel)
Going through the city of the Chi
Make me feel like I'm in the city of (angels)
Ooh, I wanna fly,
seein' is dope (yeah)
My city Leia and I'm Obi-Wan, got a mission to pass, I just might be the hope
Tobey Maguire got bit by a spider, me? Must've got
and four wheel drives
There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
It
Street
In July
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
we're still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I
to see me through
Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty
Everybody's on a paper chase
It's one big
up by page on page
A hard reign held up by rage
Once a railroad
Now it's done
I hear the roar of a big machine
Two worlds and in between
Hot
you're stalked by the hunter of the fronter,
Who's size five and sexy.
Quick, they catch your body and another one next week.
Huh it doesn't matter
It was 9:29, 9:29 big street, big city
The sun was going down, there was music all around
It felt so right
It was one of those nights
One
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