Lyrics:
in the fall, I do in the spring
See I told y'all I'm doin' my thing
And I'm winnin' by a landslide, damn right
Don't you see the way they point
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
(Hold on, hold on)
Ayo, yo, yo kid (what's up?)
What up? (What's up, baby?)
Ayo, yo, I just seen this kid over there
Over there, right over there by
sound, call me
You want da G-mix, call me
Da remix, Ya ya
Ooh, nothing else wey Dey I go do
Money I go spend upon you
Girl I wanna do right by you
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
A ha
They say you live by the knife
You die by the sword
They made a cross out of wood and nailed Him to the board
Recognizism what He did for our
They tryna cross the line
They tryna cross the line
Down wind, your new found friend
Drew the guilt across the grill
Just like a clowns grin, i'm all in
a friend along
To help me show my appreciation the right way
Ladies, Mr. Jamie Foxx
Mr. Foxx, Ladies
(Remix)
I love her 'cause she got her own
She
know its heaven, yeah yeah
Yeah, Heavens all in the mindset
Blessed by the most high, live and direct
You gotta learn what wrong and right is
Yeah I did
Christopher Street Day
Music &Text
By Fanel Cornelius
Sing along with me CSD come on
From Germany to U.S.A
Sing along with me Christopher Street Day
I run to the cross and I trust (trust)
Yeah run to the cross and I trust (trust)
I run to the cross and I trust
I can see it
I'm transformed by my
Cuz of my Knowledge
Block your maneuvers they try
When all your moves are Christopher Wallace
Dope as I wanna be
Second to none
Nobody's ahead of me
This the remix (hahaha)
Is Miami in the house? (Sweet, sweet fantasy)
Is Atlanta in the house?
Is New York in the house?
Got that big, big energy
Can't fuck with these monkey ass niggas I am not Dora
Christopher Columbus in her ocean imma explore her
Clutchin up I be coming back by the 4th
lucky
All that my bigger brother tell me take another ass whoopin’ and see
By the rock ‘em sock ‘em roll bottle he believe that the owner is me
He
I watch you come out of nowhere, your three ships and your hunch
You take my hand and kiss it then you ask me out for lunch
You say I'd be all right
of all his clips
And we would dust one of his
Old ass battles and put
It on real quick but here's
What the problem is
None of us have the right technology
you
You got memories, but take it from me cause
She ain't nothin' like (ol' girl you used to know)
Shawty's doin' right by you
Maybe you should
to St. Louis (uh-huh)
Hey, all the girls do it (that's right), just put your back into it
Now shake what she gave you (who?), I'm talkin' 'bout ya mama
to St. Louis (uh-huh)
Hey, all the girls do it (that's right), just put your back into it
Now shake what she gave you (who?), I'm talkin' 'bout ya mama
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
Cocaine,
Bring it 'cross the water,
When it touch down,
abort
Dancing on a brick
Suck my dick
Ima fucking trick
Love to trick a bitch into spending all her fucking rent
That don't make no sense
Cross the line
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
cross us we dig up your grave
I swear you my son, you just Christopher Made
Then we took your bitch on my bed, she get laid ask her more bout my dick, I
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