Lyrics:
diner off the six niner
Diner my shiny shiny love
In the night you're all I'm thinking of
Diner my shiny shiny love
The cruiser pulls in where
They like, "Freeway, where you been?"
In North Philly, in the hood, cooking a ki’
Tell me, how crooked is he?
The mayor gave him the key to the city
Then
my willful loafing
My languishing alone in my lair
Where you will never hear me laughing
I'm half in love with dark and despair
The Moon's
For...
Talk, More Talk, Oh I Love To Hear The Gentle Sound
Of Conversation Sprinkled Around
A Room Where I Can Be At One With You For...
Talk,
mercy
You draw me with Your love
You draw me with forgiveness by Your blood
You draw me with compassion
You draw me as a bride
You draw me
're at home, baby
Cash for gold, baby
You got that diamond handed soul, baby
On me, no control
Oh my my, my love
I know you're wise to all those trials
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
nigga, so she fuck with suckers
All she know was lame-ass niggas, look at her brother
Gotti, where you been, where you been?
I been off the scene
Riding fastlane with the top back
Speeding no brakes where the gas at
Crooked ass cop put your cap back
So you already know where the strap at
Man you
like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it's Denny's, 4 in
of lightning and thunder.
On the top of that mountain,
I watched all that with fear and love
How much more the knight approached,
Everything was swallowed by his
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
in Wichita
And then, when you reach Cary Grant
Tell him I'd love to, but I just can't
of your service
Oh, turn the world
That the savior's come
Till meek us made
If friends don't believe you
He'll, he'll understand
Lord will see your
tooothless wigged Laureate plain and full of fancy name upon a letterhead impressing all wheatgerm love you for a nickel ball you for a quarter set the casket
niggas
You're the definition of (Satisfiction)
Listen up, I been where you're going three times and plus
Big houses, cars, jewelry, bad bitches all
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
reading and still see
The muck on the sky of the ceiling
Please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is
Messenger is nervous it's no
someone to teach you love what else is there to do?
So where I'm from they call you gay and say you ain't a man
Show them you ain't no punk
Get all
"Look, I'll call you in the morning
Or my service will explain"
And another hundred people just got off of the train
I didn't come right to New York
when it rains on romance
Hailstones heavy on this empty heart
It crowds the window where I used to watch you
Down by the shoreline in the dark
Tanasia, Tanasia
If you not from Queensbridge, then you must be from Asia
Never knew a love like this before, who said you was just a whore?
Where
and all my coaches
"Go back where you came from!"
Scream 70,000 fans
Well, I know I could win their love back
By catching a winning touch-down
I'm the only nigga doin' it
You other niggas ruined it
I'm too legit, go Hammer wit' the foolishness
My nana said my grandma can maneuver this
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