Lyrics:
of makes it
On a Sunday afternoon
Picnic lunches of yesterday
Should still have a place in your heart today
Think it over
'Cause we'll all be goin' home
of makes it
On a Sunday afternoon
Picnic lunches of yesterday
Should still have a place in your heart today
Think it over
Cause we'll all be goin' home
You gotta now when to hold em now when to fold em
Learn how to roll with the punches
Take em to school give these niggas brown bag lunches
If it
know if beef they wanna throw
Lunches of punches is what I bestow
Oodles of O's it has my hoes in mic checks
O's take the shape of medallions
of makes it
On a Sunday afternoon
Picnic lunches of yesterday
Should still have a place in your heart today
Think it over
Cause we'll all be goin' home
How'd I get to here from there
Making lunches and folding clothes
Is not the most glamorous life I know
But I've got so much more than most
[Chorus]
remember all winter long
The early morning hike, the rented tandem bike
The lunches that we used to pack
We never could explain that sudden summer rain
that's a good idea 'cause he didn't have nothin' to do either an' he was outta toads.
So we packed up our box lunches an' we started out a-walkin', an' we
know if beef they wanna throw
Lunches of punches is what I bestow
Oodles of O's it has my hoes in mic checks
O's take the shape of medallions
because they love other people
They want their secretaries, they want their power lunches.
And think about tonight, I heard the same newscast you did
crashing and the bacon is hacked.
The coffin's lowered and the lunches get packed.
Still segregating 'cause we insects are too proud.
Doesn't matter
and free lunches (uh)
To a whole song with three punches
With that being said, handle your fucking biz
(yeah)
As long as the hood know what it is, life
Oh
weren't taught the golden rule, but they made due
Free lunches and apple juices, uh
Food stamps, ashamed to use 'em
You ever lived with the user?
Shared
MellowHype from Ralph Lauren to the Hundreds
My crew cliqued up like Brady Bunch is
The captain that crunches, invitin' you to lunches
My nutrition have
since the bagged lunches
Make a toast, look at how she glow
She would dance the go-go now her chauffeur got the Ghost (ay ay)
Everybody sippin' for
of intellect y'all respect
To connect those punches
Still as a kid he stole lunches
To mak'in millions and the hundreds
Chaotic conscience
The rage, the stage,
with sport, I press it then I launch it
I'm thanking God, ain't no more free lunches
Got suspended, me and Greeny Huncho
House up on a hill, I used
the tools to come up and get down like a ruler
Took you to executive brunches, high-powered lunches
Gave you dough in bunches
So get your fried chicken
Please, don't marry that insurance man
I can't see you packing up his lunches
I can't see you diapering his son
You're the girl who always played her
tandem bike
The lunches that we used to pack
We never could explain
That sudden summer rain
The looks we got when we got back
The leaves began
to roll with it honey and soon you'll find that you'll be in the money
Expense accounts and three martini lunches,
And that's whatcha get when ya roll
and propel
Turn my pain into purpose, focal point to excel
Give me the funds, doin' crunches, shirt XXL
Prison lunches, doin' lunges in the back of a cell
guts'
You got me out here hittin' my crunches
You got me out here skippin' on lunches
I wanna be per-per-perfect for when the next time I see ya
Iced
then I can't function
I been down with the gang since free lunches
Had to take it like a man, I hate the punches
Now I’m rocking all these
Shows across
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