Lyrics:
Seven years and fifty days
The time is passing by
Nothing in this world could be
As nice as you and I
And how could we break up like this
corny 'less
You've really got the nerve
Best be real nice to people while yer still on top
'Cause the same faces will be there when you drop
Back in
don't scare me, I'm in the trunk, I ain't sorry
Natural born killer, who slept with the enemy'
Think quick, what should I do, what did double-oh-seven
Dreams
I Got Seven Figure Dreams
I Got Seven Figure Dreams
[Verse 1]
I Got Seven Figures Sittin'
In the motherfuckin' Scope
I Guess life it tends to feel
Seventeen hours, sitting in the shower
Gotta get flowers, nothing else on her mind
Seven years later, maybe he would take her
Reading in the paper,
feeling sick like dawn of the dead
I've got marines marching through my head
John-boy Walton, he's so nice
So come in this must be paradise
All your
the water and grits
They got another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I high I better get by because my ally
about to flip that crazy shit
NICE LITTLE HINT WORDS & MUSIC BY
ERIK MOLL
NOV - 1982
COPENHAGEN
I
ON THE STREET
TWO PEOPLE MEET
ON THE STREET
THOSE
Tim Lake
D F#m Em A7sus4 A7
People sure seem nice any time of year
D
she was a thug 'cause when I met her she had a scarf on
5411, size 7 in girls
Babyface, would look like she was 11 with curls
Girlfriend (what)
something to remember
Its 7 o'clock
Its something to remember
Day and night I dream about you in my life
Turning up somewhere under the candle light
Let
and premeditate to grab
And then they jet back to the lab
And then remain in Shaolin, an endangered island
Where shorties lose blood by the gallons
Crack
to my place now
We could start at 12
But we finishing by 8 now
She turn a freak in the night
She got that look in her eyes
Sippin' champagne feelin' nice
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
killing this shit by myself
Murder the song with no feature
He say I’m wack then he reaching
I put in work never leeching
Going bezerk it’s my season
24/7
in my new phone
Shawty fit real tight but got a loose thong
And I️ fit real nice but gotta move on
You know I’m stepping over puddles got my shoes
Yuhh I made the beat
I'm fly it's no question
What's on my feet
Some nice retro 7s
Where I'm going when deceased
You kno ima go to heaven
Talk is
Ooo who did this beat
I like this
This nice
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Bass Dheep
Ha Ha Ha
Fuck
she was a thug 'cause when I met her she had a scarf on
5411, size 7 in girls
Babyface, would look like she was 11 with curls
Girlfriend (what)
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
paid (Brrt)
Switching scenes
Renegade in a sense
I live by a different creed
Different breed ah
Enemies I, (Bitch) ain't got the energy
I got two kids
Why Him?
What can I say about his face,
Except his features are replaced
He doesn't even look in trim
Why him, why him?
There's nothing bulging in
make you lose control
Kiwi Lemon Lime
Pourin' it nice and slow
Feel it feel it fine
Kiwi Citron Vert, Oh!
Silver Seas
Feel the breeze
As it blows by your
run
Hit a new bitch in my crib now, everybody in my hood, girl, it's a nice one, homie
Came for the blood, never had it, and I never gonna quit, that's
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