Lyrics:
(Aw, but they're cool people)
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you're my home
(Oh, you're the number one place)
Frustrated women (I mean
(Aw, but they're cool people)
Well I love that dirty water
Oh, Boston, you're my home
(Oh, you're the number one place)
Frustrated women (I mean
through the noise
like a breeze, in the summer heat like an old friend's voice,
a boston accent
well, my brother he got kicked out of school yeah, my mom
Oh yeah, she said
"I think I'll go to Boston, I think I'll start a new life
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name
I'll get out
gonna twist with you
Round and around and
Up and down we go
(Yeah, oh, baby)
Making with the
Shaking to and fro
(Yeah, well, now from)
Boston
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
Boston, Mass we keep it thug with niggas
We never shuvin niggas we try to hug you niggas
It's the love it's the love
We never shuvin niggas we try
of Ireland
And the bright Irish eyes
Singing out to the skies
Where the Irish are seen
There'll be pride in the green
In Boston, New York in Dublin and in Cork
On the Interstate when the moon is right
Radio turned low. I guess I wanted to go
And the Boston Boys have the cutest butts
And the Brooklyn Girls
had dreams of Boston all of my life
Chinatown between the sound of the night
But if you leave I just don't think I could take it
Take it
Take it
From Boston to Southshore in the back of the bus,
It's the last winter storm of the season and such
And I am lost to the fiction of the book in my
falling
India's got salt on its coast
There's a tea party in Boston
London bridge is falling
Made us wood and clay that wouldn't stay
No matter how
and limbs
There ain't no need to push me
I expose your squad
As hundred percent PUSSY! Your day
Job's way too pushy
Boston's best, put a OG and cross ya
or St. Paul, and I've never been
to Moscow and I've never been to Tampa, and I've never been to Boston in
the fall."
All: "'cause we're the Pirates Who
Are you going to the party?
Are you going to the Boston tea party?
Redcoats in the village
There's fighting in the streets
The indians
My father once told this to me
Boston's gritty history
Another ruthless battle
in a useless holy war
Handed down discrepancies
and tensions
the city, I ran it up, I was trappin' Bubba
Robbin' half of the city, Boston always stayin' in trouble
That blicky got the hiccups and when I blow it,
Birmingham, and Boston
Chicago, St. Louis, and LA
I know they keep em busy in all them big old cities
But God's in Oklahoma today
There's a warm breeze
light
Shine on shine on shine on Boston
I turned my TV on to watch that tragic day
Still I saw something beautiful I must say
People helping each
And the Porsche is peach, felt like Boston George
Left Boston Market, did deals on Boston Beach
Now I bought the beach, all because they applaud my speech
One nigga
Bitch non veste più Gucci
Ha un ferro nei blue jeans
Sputare palline a Boston, a Brooklyn
(LT prometto presto brilleremo)
Bitch non veste più
lips and look so cool, you do, you do
I wanna go back to Boston where our dreams come true
I wanna go back to somewhere where there's you
I wanna go
RIP Chris RIP Lil Rocket
Took a few losses I had to get off it
I got a pack hit that shit with the Steve Austin
My plug up in Boston they thought
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