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Slippery money and stripping like coney
Get all of the honey to earn at my tummy
Nose always runny like dropping your undies
Fucked on your bitch

known to bang the hotties up from Cali to Coney
Man, we the street-sweepers, huh, we hold heaters
Stashbox, for a quarter ki' behind the tweeters
Many

Motherfuckers callin' my team Scarface
Pushing that white boy like Tony
From the blocks to the island like Coney
We poundin', young gun away from

a nigga size as a pepperoni
I can't send the lo from my crib just meet me at the Coney

Young nigga but I'm the real deal man you niggas phony
You can't

it, I'ma hit Coney
Feel like Hugh Hef'
Everywhere I go that bitch on me
Name really should've been "Quan"
'cause I'm rich, homie
You couldn't get

final da noite
elas quer ter meu sobrenome

uh uh balanço

pela madruga nós some
acelerando na pista
mais de 200 no coney
e ela só quer fumar cone
fazer

the G.O.A.T., I don't walk around it
I see yo bullshit wit' a open iris
You can't bite my flow, you'll catch Coronavirus
At the Coney Island, dey den quarantined

volo in alto 4real

Visto merda boy da quando ne avevo six
Da piccolo che giro da coney a vv
Connesso sos syndigang la fam
Lei che prende droghe come se

that hydro
Hydro
She let me beat it like Michael
Gave her the dick then we went down to Coney
Have you ever been on a Cyclone?
I took that nigga bitch

I Need Drugs

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

dope with my method dosage
You could find me at Brighton Beach or Coney Island 
Or Rikers Island
My crack pipe is my violin
I play along

A Freak Like Me Needs Company

The Edge

Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark

2011

freak like me needs company)
I'm not rollin', baby, rollin' in the green but I'm unique (freak) 
A freak
I'm the new Coney Island and all the rides are

A Freak Like Me Needs Company

The Edge

Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark

2011

freak like me needs company)
I'm not rollin', baby, rollin' in the green but I'm unique (freak) 
A freak
I'm the new Coney Island and all the rides are

na me baabɛ sɛimu
Sika no ebu me so nti me di sum
Sɛ nia m'abrɛ wɔ Coney ho no nyɛ adi a me gyemu
Kwan no bɛ da ho a me paamu

Me a me lover more than

You're the Top

Janet Seidel

DeLovely: Live at the Woodfire

You're a prize, You're a night at Coney,
You're the eyes of Irene Bordoni,
I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,

(Facts)
Put the hood on my back, you'll never get it back (Coney Island)
Once I get on, we good, like homie, it's a wrap
Like, why do I wanna be in

salmon
Know I'm out here reppin' Coney Island wylin'
Right hook will knock you off balance, violence
When I come around it's all silence, quiet
If you

Ice picks in ya iris
It's Coney Island
We up in Cypress
On the roof, laying like snipers
Professional shit, night vision goggles with wipers
One

aside lil homie, this Gorilla (Fuck your life, nigga)
Move along cocksucker, this Gorilla

Coney Island
That's it

is a tramp

I go to Coney, the beach is divine
I go to ballgames, the bleachers are fine
I follow Winchell and read every line
That's why the lady is

broke, it's old
I hate California, it's crowded and damp
That's why the lady is a tramp (I am a tramp)
Sometimes I go to Coney Island, oh the beach is

dreams
Had bout 11 angry niggas, fanger-prints on machines
And if we really found Reg, one of us triple 15's
Back when Slick had the .40 Cal, Coney Island

turf
and at night he goes to sleep
but without closing his eyelids
like a junkie found dead under the docks of coney island
and he promises to speak

me
When I go

Old long since gone
Now way back when
We lived on Coney Island
Ain't no good thing ever dies
I'm gonna take it with me
When I go

Far,

wouldn't for the world
I wouldn't for the world 
Mm mm
Mmmm
Mm mm 
Mmmm 
Mm mm 

Buying coney for my homies after shows, after shows
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