Lyrics:
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of
Groovin', down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things
the tombs
While living his life within his wounds
He distanced himself from all his friends
Even his sisters and brothers
And as time it went by, he
and they're all tumblin' around
Am I gonna let you down?
I miss that northern town
Tucked up by Seattle in one big ol' cloud
You're probably home by now
got a pocket full of sun
Grabs my hand and walks me down the avenue
She said no reason to be sad when I'm by your side
Guys like you are hard to find
Walking through the park in the afternoon
As the cars race by on the avenue
It's a beautiful day but I've run out of things to do
It's same-old
together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of
Groovin', down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots of things
price get this low
See I cop em' in Atlanta bring em' back to Alabama Avenue
And tell them niggas "come and get it let's go"
Fifty in the Mac take em'
life turns and gives you lessons
Played the double card and now I doubled up investments
I'm walking through this life journey on my set intentions
GPS
together
There ain't a place I'd like to be instead of . . .
Groovin' . . . down a crowded avenue
Doin' anything we like to do
There's always lots
Hey there Beautiful
Murderer of my ego
Let loose my cool
And cruise
Down the Avenue
Be my executioner
That blood stained
Attitude
Hung up
shoes
Big chains, big wheels, nightlight life, orange avenue
Luck of like, gamble screwed
Infatuated by the way i swerve my hip to say "hello" - i caught
to see what matters (Matters)
And I missed a turn or two
On the avenue of life
Now through His grace I have risen from the ashes
Through His love I
Well I was all impatient
Back in 2022
I just strolled on past Murphy's
Sharin' High Life pitchers with you
A bittersweet moment
Out on Clifton Avenue
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who want to be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how
sane
Going round the bend
Joe Buck strikes again
Strolling down the avenue
Of memories long forgotten
Getting by and paying dues
In a one room shack
life
I wanna run the town with the crew (Ooh)
(Yeah, uh)
J'ai la monnaie dans la tête, appelle-moi
(Smooth French mumbles)
LAX, Malibu
All the places we
shoes
Big chains, big wheels, nightlight life, orange avenue
Luck of like, gamble screwed
Infatuated by the way i swerve my hip to say “hello” - i caught
it graphically
Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter
Horrific torture, by prolific authors
Shape and mold MC's, like I'm playing the skelly top
chilling up in Chiraq
I stay by myself like it's uno
Drawing two Glocks out my
Pocket reversing yo life
Chop send you to mars like you bruno
Like Luisss
to months and months turn to years
The world is changing so fast, my homies gone and no one's here
As time passes by and I start to grow old
My life flashed
Ice, ice, im shinning in colors like avenue
Like a night club i got red and blue
Time is money, money is ice
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice
Inna
Execpt from niggas in my avenue
I don't trust soul
Execpt from niggas in my avenue
I've been thinking bout my life you see
Who gon hold it down for me
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