Lyrics:
boy, it's an eastside boy
West side girl, it's a westside girl
Ah ah ah
(I fell in love with you on a Saturday Afternoon
But I can't love you the way
boy don turn to hooligan
I'm counting all my winnings
Started from my very own little beginnings
Now I feel the money come close, I can tell the bitches
a boy, a little girl gave me a box
Crimson and pearl
She, did not have golden locks
Like yours Guinevere
Can't you hear me calling to you now?
Just
street literature
Used to lose battles on purpose so these cats can dream more
I want to see y'all shine without the use of a nine
You might see
Oooh, lawd! lookit you, boy! chain thoo de nipples 'n evvy goddam thing! you a sick white muthafucker, ain'tcha?
Rhonda:
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making
on the stockin' cap
Tryin' to pick this way
I'm (I'm) in the back with the play sta'
A little boy (boy) came and gave me an invitation
Said there's
C, me and know I'm nothing like the rest of em
D, Boy ain't no dummy so don't go testing him
We, ignoring the hate I can't be stressing them
She, wanna
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Energy, I'm the enemy of Great Satan
USA that made us slaves
Pray to Lord, send us down His favorite son
I can't take
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
When I couldn't find anyone For that night I saw you dear Like a dream of a teenage boy Your lips were burning as a ring of fire As a ring
let'em down
don't give up on your dreams
you can be a star
no matter where you are
do what you want
I promise you will be alright
주변 사람들은 열심히 사는데
I feel
another white boy from the eight
I promise to you that I'm so much more
Broken soul blinded by the dreams of Dior
Not talking Iann but I hope we get
stranger, can you please be my someone new?
Pretty boy, kiss me under the moonlight
Cause that's what I want and
Pull me in by my waist, make mistakes
Cause
tonight
Maybe me and my boys can slide through (me and my boys can slide through)
I think its time for me to get away I think I need me another boo
them boyfriends do
Pull up to the club where the boys went too
See that yellow tape and the boys in blue
A nigga on a stretcher and though I never met
Aye, aye look, look
Catch me by 10 months i'm walking
In this bitch with a million
Bout 10 cuban links
Its gone be hard for you to blink
Cuz imma be
And it's gone be that way till they cross my arms in a tomb,
Who, would've known that the tables would fold,
Like them boys in the courtroom, trying to go
prod by huracan
Shorty is my favorite dream
love doesn't matter little bit
She be on time said
How could not to picking him
I might go ride with
homie smoking that dank
I used to dream about this now we run up the rack, now we run up the bank
I'm in the business of running it up
Can't count
of Hen
Just to calm the noise
My lil baby angel Ann
Understand the boy
I can't sleep
I can't dream
I can't fucking eat
I can't talk
I can't walk
What is
Me and Abaena blowin' the bubbles, little Lloyd such a happy little boy
It can rain, it can pour, ain't nothin' gonna kill his joy
Jamal playing in
I know she smiles on her boy
I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni Shakur
'Cause like Anne Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for
A Stargazer Am I
It Seems That I Was Born
To Chart The Evening Sky
They'd Cut Me Out For Baking Bread
But I Had Other Dreams Instead
This Baker's Boy From
I am Jeremiah Dixon
I am a Geordie boy
A glass of wine with you, sir
And the ladies I'll enjoy
All Durham and Northumberland
Is measured up by
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