Lyrics:
hard, on the boulevard
Girl you got it bad, glad I'm not one
But yet you got it good, you are the hot one
But I'm Andre, Benjamin Andre to be exact
on the boulevard
Girl you got it bad, glad I'm not one
But yet you got it good, you are the hot one
But I'm Andre, Benjamin Andre to be exact
You hoped to meet
(yeah), it's international love
Down in D.R. they're looking for visa's
I ain't talking credit cards, if you know what I mean
En Cuba, la cosa está
(yeah), it's international love
Down in D.R. they're looking for visa's
I ain't talking credit cards, if you know what I mean
En Cuba, la cosa está
Every time I see you, girl, it makes me feel so sad
Knowing you've been seeing some other guy that treats you bad
Did you know I'm burning deep
booty shake music in your trunk
As long as there's that "tic tic" followed by that bump
I'm down to stick a ho if she got a G-string
'Cause the niggas
Interrogating the scum of the earth
We'll break them by the break of day
Yeah, it's a party in the CIA
Yeah, it's a party in the CIA
Need a country
with Jim.
Well out of South Alabama, come a country boy.
He said "I'm lookin' for a man named Jim.
I am a pool-shootin' boy, my name is Willie McCoy
But
girl, said her name was Yvonne
Always talkin' about havin' fun
Once again in the bed I got it goin' on
I'm Sir Too $hort, couldn't be no punk
I try
It feels like I'm walkin' on air
When we walk down our street
When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by
You can hear 'em talking (let them talk)
win
And I wanna lay it all down"
In this country, a black man only have like
5 years we can exhibit maximum strength
And that's right now while
imagine
Jason Keaton, I can only imagine
Life's about decisions man
It's in your hand and you got it
Just take control if you can
It's in your hand and you
when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night
He's the reason for
to go
'Til it's back on, tie one off
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls
Fishing for
a girl
There's a million of 'em in this town
Only a girl
They're everywhere, just look around
She don't matter anymore
I'm probably better off for
shots at your wife and Armstrong
Cruising by, like pink Floyd
Who am i mobbin for the boys
Its about time, hear about my noise
Rap about rhymes, la flame
find out our hideout spot in the country
I'ma have to move her to another country
And it no secret, they know I'm gettin' money
Boy take beef for me
the sword
Heard police was looking for me, I'mma hide by abroad
Shootin stars in my pocket, bitch sit on my rocket
I'm wired off a socket, but still shockin
enough (oh no, oh no)
She gives me the runaround
But I stay chasin'
But I need help, I'm in love with a crazy girl
But it's all good and it's fine by
it
Heard some niggas try to say that my style is basic
Told 'em sit back with the style to chase it
Ran up in they crib like my stylist Jason
Mask
It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree,
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke, I'm good for a laugh, a drink
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music
I'm pretty
And if you know it too, then ladies sing it with me
All eyes on me when I walk in
No question that this girl's a ten
Don't hate me
It isn't by chance I happen to be a boulevardier, the toast of Paree,
For over the noise, the talk and the smoke, I'm good for a laugh, a drink
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