Lyrics:
you let go before it's gone
A little further on I saw a beggar on the street
He asked for change and then gives me his life story
Says he was
We'll never be side by side or so it seems
Girl, if it's alright
A hundred percent
It's intellectual, I wanna let you know
I won't let you go until
side by side
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Run before the killers go free
There's some people
of OJ
Girls you can go cruising' in my OJ
[Incomprehensible]
A few short words, and whaddya know?
Oh, whaddya know? He comes
wanna go with
Five days out the week, my stay's out the street
It pays to be discreet, your fragrance is sweet
Honeydew, money do
But this ain't
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
Yeah, yeah!
[Babyface]
Girl you got your busines in the street
Claimin' that your [shit] is weak
Been six months since you've been gone
How come
(I gotta go)
Ohh, ohh
Goodbye, beloved one
Do you know what I am?
If you don't see my face no more
I'm a rider, girl gotta face the streets
new style
My old girl dope, but I love my new girl
So when I'ma slow down this merry go round called life
I was a youngster with a fever, moms
sixteen he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Boned so
Right by my side
B Hudson, Jadakiss, Ne-Yo
I think it's me and you tonight ma, let's go
They say every good woman needs a thug
They say every
Neon flickers with a pale glow
And all the shadows that come and go
Sometimes I can hear them laugh and cry
In my lonely room with a view
I can't
water
I will lay me down
Just like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on, silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
all you see is dollar signs
(She blinded by the streets)
Yeah
Line-crosser, real-life flyin' saucer
Nothin' straight 'bout her but her posture
Yeah
I see you, big bro
I'ma kill these niggas, man
Yeah (haha)
Straight off the block wit' it
Eagle Street to be specific
I'm peepin'
Rican
My whip it ain't leased, I want it and buy it
Yeah, I do the most, with my nigga we close
By then when we go, I pullin' in front
Fou' hoe called,
the smoke
You got niggas who love you
You got family who hate them
You got places to go
You just stay in that place
You got bitches who cool
You don't play by
me walkin' down the street, just walk on by
I think you should know
You need to pack your things and go
go
Tells me good luck and spits on my shoe
CHORUS
But oh, oh, oh, the telephone rings
And oh, oh, oh there's nobody there
Saw a girl
only when they fall down
A hundred rumble boys and tumble girls
Protected by steel in a private world
Tomorrow's famous faces advertise today
You were huntin’ for a girl like me
Coiled up at the bar down at Aldean’s
One drink turned into three
Couldn't catch the lies between your teeth
sixteen he was stuntin'
Al B. Sure nigga with the hair all wavy
Hit Lake Shore, girls go all crazy
Hit the freeway, go at least 'bout eighty
Boned so
you have to play yourself by playin me?
You disrespected me like if I was a kid
Why you have to fucking' lie and play the victim girl
You brung out
Fuckin' these hoes, yeah, I do that too
But I (but I) be by your side when you cry
We try to live in this lie
Holidays that go by, let 'em drink, a man
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