Lyrics:
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
a check in my sleep (my sleep)
I stay in Milan like a street (street)
Only want the Range for a week (for a week)
Extra twenty bands for the seats (ayy)
picking
Gotta catch you with gold
Oh!
Junco Partner
Jeez
Well, I'm down, yes I'm getting thirsty
Pour me a mighty good beer when I'm dry
Just,
their tunes
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide
Nice Nice Nice
Kick 'em in the grill Pete!
Verse One: Pete Nice
Gas, past tense, made facially
3rd Bass'll express, KMD
Three blind mice
girl blow three or four stacks
Gotta forever to cut the food, and damn I'm relaxed
In a real cool mood, no beef, no gats
But then real close by
No noise keep shut
Wob3 y3 rushing a gye gun shot
Nigga with the swag
Gyal dem sugar fuck dat chase bag
Mi a don manna ruller
Street boi I'm all
And I'm on the streets again
I disobeyed another warning
I should've been in by ten
Now I won't get out until Sunday
I'll have to say I stayed with
it?
Oh no, man
I'm cueing up the fourth album now, his final one
One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, listen
Look into my eyes
Tell me
love red-bottom and gold that say queen
You love hand-bag on the waist of your jean
You love French tip and trip that pay for
You love bank slip that
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
(Confused Noises) 2,3, GO!!
Ever Wonder, how it feels like to lets your demons fall in love?
Not a day goes by that isn't heavy as Hell
Ever
Oh lord
Your children are calling refer to we
Sei nkoa na na Y3b3y3 aa meser3woaa be clear to we
Cux Ene3may3f3m no we can't afford we here bleeding
but it's street gossip
It's nothin', ain't 'bout no cash and hung up the phone
He can tell by the sound of his tone
Next time he see him, it might
diamonds set by each stone
I know I got yo' love, I'm from the streets
So can you show me, blow that bag (uh-uh), blow that cash (oh-woah)
I been
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
Alhamdulilah ..
By favour and grace yaro masore
Masore yi 3kom nkoaa ohia abo ne ho mmoden 3si me hene
S3 y3 wo wo to amena mu a wo se de3
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier ('Tier)
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair (chair)
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my
I can hardly wait
To see his face
Don't you want to go (repeat 3x)
They tell me, heaven
The streets are paved with gold, heaven
It's a land
say,
"It's the givin' not the takin'"
My brother's brand new bicycle
Is out janglin' in the street
I watch him through the icicles
With this wood box
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Horses 800
Transmission 3-speed
Zero to 60 in 3.2
Dressed in black
With the seat tipped back
I'm looking for trouble in a street legal Cobra
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
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