Lyrics:
be so happy I will kiss my mother inlaw
Children by the dozen in and out the bamboo hut
One for every palm tree and coconut
Hurry up now
All
out and alone
But I back it on up, turn it around, take it on home
I take it on home to a woman who sticks by me
'Cause I believe she'd do the same if
On the big wing span of your best laid plans
A world that ain't worth knowing in the palm of our hands
We tried putting the blame
right in their palms
[Chorus]
Jay-Z: I flow hard for the street, sicka for the club
Sometimes for the ladies, but this one for my thugs
Bleek:
all my dreams
Its been two long weeks
Since she's been gone
Thought I had her in the palm of my hands
She said I'm through, don't try to call me
Birds cry warning from a hidden branch
Carving out a future with a gun and an axe
I'm way beyond the gavel and the laws of man
Still living in the palm
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath, ow!
[Chorus]
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor
My bitch got bodies (Bitch got bodies)
This stick got bodies (Check it out)
Better call somebody, hold up
Better call somebody (If I'ma die)
Better
I've never been to the islands where
The palm trees grow so tall
I've never been teased by
That sweet ocean breeze
But I've been down the hall
I've
Saw them gathering sticks from the ground
By the thicket while assembling a nest
On alert for any lingering threat
Building frantically without rest
Colorado passes by like writing on a wall
Headed Eastward down to New Orleans
Dipping into Texas as the stars are fading out
But there's still
just stick with the boy
Cash in and cash out (cash in and cash out)
I am not lookin' for clout (nah)
I knew I would figure it out (I knew)
I took
all the questions
We know that I'm right, 'cause
To clean out a night
I fell in love
I heard about it
(Bit by bit, bit by bit)
I heard about it
October 29th
First fire of the season
My love sittin' by my side
I'd like to reach around the world
This Christmas time
And give'em one of my
met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I'm like oh shit we gon' tear up this bitch, pull out
butterfly
All the prettiest girls go dancing by
Caught up in the sound of talking drums
Lost herself out in the wheel of [Incomprehensible]
Strange thing,
to stick in the spokes of you
But every now and then the trend bucks
And you're repaired by more than glue
Worry not everything is sound
This is
of Jimmy's Mack
Stood a round steel cage
Welded into shape by Slim,
Made out of sucker gauge.
How fine, they cried, now with you inside,
Strapped in there
That I'm sheltered
By your heart
But in and outside
I turn to water
Like a teardrop
In your palm
And it's a hard
Winter's day
I dream
down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby, is where I'll be
(Under the boardwalk) Out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) We'll be having fun
(Under
I'm from Levy City (across the bridge)
Nah, bitch, I ain't from South Beach, I raised me
Bitch my mama was in the streets (yeah), no co-d (no)
I
a thing of no use
It likes to call itself intelligent design
So here's the world in the palm of my hand
How come I'm feeling so tender
It's a man's world,
in a pink beret
He says hey, well hey
Hell that's okay
Turn the guitars up and raise them cups
Hell my whole life is hey
Growin' like wheat
Stick out
kickin' in doors (yeah)
Shoot-out with niggas, might take your whole hole pouch
Playing with the sticks every party (every party)
Selfish, there's two in
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