Lyrics:
Hair so smooth, black as coal
Aw baby the way you sway
You wear the dress so very blue
That you take my blues away
She comes and goes that I
could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was
arm as my Piaget (Woo!)
If I leave today, throw the keys away
But I'mma live today, I wanna see tomorrow, I wanna lead the way, aow!
Yeah, I
good man but I ain't lying
I'm just trying to get back to my Carolina, yeah
Give me some beagles barking down in a hole
Running a cotton till soothing
Seems I've got to have a change of scene
Cause every night I have the strangest dreams
Imprisoned by the way it could have been
Left here on my
interest me
I like the simple life
The way it used to be
We left our doors wide open
We didn't need no key
I've been around the world
Seen all there
the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can't take that away from me
No, they
me
Or get slit bitch you couldn't slip nothin' by me
Try me and I'll pop shots like I'm supposed to
I'm from the field where the covers are
You have got me going zig zag
Gets my mind to blowing zig zag
You can't lose me if you try zig zag zig zag
Pass it on by
I don't need no
I'm being dragged down, down by the hand
The hand of a golden giant man
He's crushing my knuckles
Splitting my skin, he says he will
If only I
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
the next day
You thought I really wanted ya pussy bitch please
This is stash house, jack pot, leave her them keys
My black g-unit hoodie just reak
(Okay) So being that that's the case (By my side)
Let me tell you about (By my side)
That place, heh, take you by my side (By my side)
The way I
wide open and a song on my phone
We danced by the TV we never turned on
And wondered would anyone miss us if we ran away
But this isn't one of those
could get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from white
It was
thought we could ever get old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
But our chances really was a million to one
As easy it was to tell black from
seem to find my way
Yeah, I'm a hard working man
When did I ever do you wrong?
Yeah, I get all my money baby
Yeah I bring it, bring it all home
society
And if they squawk then you got to square it
Square it
I'll tell them you're tight with two black birds from Boston
Woo, then I'll get on my
the other hand
That's the right hand, Black Man (man)
Only if you was noted as my man (man)
If I get the credit, then I'll think I deserve it
If you fake
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
Written by Joe Babcock
Recorded by Hank Snow
I was born in Macon Georgia they kept my dad in the Macon jail
Dad said son if you keep your hands
I remember the way
Our sainted mother
Would sit and croon us
Her lullaby
She'd say, kids, there's a place
That's like no other
You got
Seems I've got to have a change in scene
Every night I have the strangest dreams
Imprisoned by the way it should have been
Left here on my own
And I'm straight for the project
We just got hot but then we got conscience
But I got a complex I don't ever wanna be a ??
So I'm counting money till my
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