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your head to this Getting dissed by a celebate Not by choice but you never get The one thing you flex anyone can get Girls only wet when I tell them this
the streets Why we still hungry When the rich get to eat? It is a terrible thing That most American's celebrate The fourth of July weekend Without ever
crackin' smiles, now my face is stuck Shell shocked to see how much they really hated us Couldn't keep a kind heart, get yo' hatred up Streets smarts,
got diamond rings All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid These streets took my conscience All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm
Lala lala lala lala laaa You are my new motherfuckin favorite You the type to drive a nigga crazy But I want lose it nah baby I want lose it
to the store, now he owe me some bread My son is my favorite baller, then Spurge, I said A pussy nigga beat a nigga, put bread on your head And I'm coming
see They'd function like a G' And walk that big walk in the streets, in the streets Yo, I was touched by the real the other day If my pops was here he
for you I'm so dapper man, funky fresh Dapper Dan I'm your favorite rapper, fan It's an honor to shake my hand On award tour, on excursions I'm
Two words Self Made Yeah all my pain is self inflicted Ghetto kids captain self elected How'd I get myself in this thing My self esteem makes me refer
Two words Self Made Yeah all my pain is self inflicted Ghetto kids captain self elected How'd I get myself in this thing My self esteem makes me refer
Yeah your favorite rapper’s a damn lie Sneaks lyin nigga boy I testify I done seen you niggas kind before It ain’t no way we could be friends, blood
under my bed And I'ma jump on when I touch down and keep bringing it to they head Hell naw I ain't never been scared, a bit of thing inside myself Cause I
press the clutch in this beat up car When my favorite song's played by my favorite band I know you just like the back of my hand When I get home from work
the new owner of these fuckin streets Go by da name of Plies have you heard of me? [Verse 1:] Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one Right now homie
give a fuck Remember having thoughts of suicide Felt like giving up Remember having passion for my music Then i gave it One thing about them streets Im
chasing I'm half amazing, a quarter sinner, a quarter savior Fascinated, Rakaa seen the wretched paint the righteous painting My travel agent's favorite
must be true. You got me lying here, oh, baby, by myself. The rumor in the street, you're with somebody else. The rumor in the street, baby, girl,
know how I ever made it Been Feeling lately No matter how much my momma did The streets raised Me Got A good head on her shoulders My Mom she so
Ey yo what's really good This is Unique Asun, your favorite rapper's favorite rapper Earljam on the beat yo, can you feel the soul Beats made out
I felt peace as the trigger released At my feet a dead police, no remorse in the least You know it's hard to eat when you live in the streets Though
beat them cases Came back home and i feel amazing I'm knee deep in i can't stop now I'm married to the streets i took my vows Don't cross me got my
lotta others That brass band blew my mind When I joined in the second line I felt the power of the gris-gris Got my soul saved by the backbeat I
Looking at the radio caught up in a dream 'Bout the days gone by when no one had a TV Hopin' that the weather man would say good things Like no
We started out as family Until I found out You pretending You been praying On my downfall and Mad cause I'm winning Ain't no love in streets Is what
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