Lyrics:
Her hand in my pants, call that Al Bundy
Pull it out like a pistol yo, kissin' on the balls like the dick a mistletoe
Told her do the thing I like,
question
I'd like to call my next eyewitness Mr. Paul Dejour
Paul could tell us what happened inside the store?
(Scarred for life)
Yeah, it was about
I'll take Manhattan
The Bronx and Staten Island, too
It's lovely going through
The zoo
It's very fancy
On old Delancy Street, you know
I'll take Manhattan
The Bronx and Staten Island, too
It's lovely going through
The zoo
It's very fancy
On old Delancy Street, you know
We've been all over, there's nowhere else like
I sit in wonder, under moonlight
We've seen the ocean, Manhattan's bright lights
But these mountains
.. hey!
I just wanna roll with you baby down Manhattan Beach Boulevard
It's good for your soul to be lazy and unravel this world of ours
The people in
your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When
on gloves to lay tenderly
The slipping on gloves to lay
Slipping on gloves
Slipping on gloves
Gloves, gloves
Slipping on gloves
I'm dying
Is it
wacked in showers
I'm well known for what I do, but fiends call me Captain Powder
If you want it you can call on Chopper
[Whispers] Choppa! Fetti is
grill call me Mr. Chow (Bling)
Ou I'm up in Barney’s like I need some love (I need it)
But I'm 20 something I don't need no love (I don't need that shit)
up a fat nest egg
I say fuck you, it's easy, say it again FUCK YOU
Love love to rock bottom beats for the flicks
To hibernate and syncopate but
your love is enough
Teach me to die daily especially when it gets tough
I know that flesh will fail me
And you call me on my bluff
Jesus
Do not be
flickin' through the pages.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
You call it tough love, I call it
And if it hurts to go I’ll stay for the weekend
Call me home I won’t stop believing in hope
You’re where I go
And if I’m not dead
There’s places I want
'm going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
memories on a disk
And take this final kiss
I was born to love this way
Love me like a skyscraper
(Neo-Manhattan)
Cool glass in the night
(Neo-Manhattan
believe he was real
So she said
Make it happen take me to Manhattan
If you like LA that's cool
Or you could slip me right on down the Mississippi
I
It's Gucci Mane and Bruno
That's one dynamic duo
A lot of women want me
But I'm in love with you though
Your ex is unimportant
That boy can't
snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word (word)
They love it when I get to Crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin'(pimpin')
snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word (word)
They love it when I get to Crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin'(pimpin')
'm going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
'm going home to my city by the Bay
I left my heart in San Francisco
High on a hill, it calls to me
To be where little cable cars climb halfway
falling apart
It’s something I don’t wanna do anymore
Brooklyn transplant
Manhattan’s where my heart’s at
Love the one you’re with until you’re dead
Look at your money
Ooh momma, this could be you
On the right side of this drop
Ooh momma, throw it in reverse
I call that back it up and drop a
Baby,
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