Lyrics:
Now it's two o'clock
Line's around the block
Waiting for the parade
When the dark of night
Or the bright sunlight
Has you runnin' for shade (yeah)
It's that time of year again
I can taste the air
The clocks go back railway track
Something blocks the line again
And the train runs late for
a day
Up in the bing, standard routine
They put us in a box just like our life on the blocks
(Behind enemy lines)
You ain't gotta be locked up to be
But We meant for this
They ain't built for this
So fuck it
Don't even hit my line
I block niggas
Build a bridge with that jump off
Say I can get two
treading in
There was a line cement block, hard rock, it
Don't stop, get it, get it
Your whole block's soft
It comes off like skittish bitches
We're wolves
I sent your bitch on a mission, made her sign for the box (sign for it)
Dropped a big face at Melrose, there's lines around the block
Looks like
Show you how to bubble off of large investments
Ya heard me, and this journey, I'm the journalist
Line around the block to hear the words
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seen shorty at the club line around the block
Said I know a better place if you down we rock
Too many clowns in the spot and I don't
lemonade lemon, lemonade)
Lemonade (Lemonade lemonade)
Lemonade (Lemon, lemonade lemon, lemonade)
They got an ice sculpture and a
Line of people at their
off the line
cnd block yo ass from the phone
Whyy-y-y
You got to be so got damn muthaf*ckin
Fine-e-e
So got damn fine
Why-y-y
You got to be so
So i'm ashamed
Don't want you to waste my time
Go ahead and block my line
Was always the best who's next
You were never mine
Don't want you to kill
thought you'd block my
Line
Never thought you'd leave my
Life
My life
Baby you killing the vibe
Always here wasting my time
Always here trying to fuck on me
be shopping for linen
Like my bitches all kinds of expensive
Off patron I be feeling replenished
Put your team on the line like a scrimmage
Block her
People they be hitting my line
They keep calling me
Block a different number each time
They keep calling me
cuz G's money
From deep all day, I'm straight swoosh
I'ma tie 'em at the Rucker, I'm at the Kanye ride
Doors up, doing donuts on the half court line
Also, I don't call so
Don't hit my line 'cause I'ma block hoes
Yeah, I'ma block hoes
Always fuck that bitch with them socks on
Grab them goldie locks,
Or hot lines hot line go bee bee beep (Moshimoshi)
Bad bitch bad bitch or a savage average
Hol' up who could this be? (Huh?)
Lock unlock phone drop line
psilocybin, are we the product of primates
That expanded their minds and then broke free, completely using ketamine lines
Anesthetics block pathways that
Boat on the Charles
Train on a spur down by the riverside
The door's open wide
Planes in a line just seven miles away
They leave every day
fuck with ya millisha
Whirl with that government issue
Wont miss ya
I ain't gotta spit a line to diss ya
I got a line around the block of folks
to see the show
You'll enjoy the Cafe D'Escargot
Folks are in a line around the block
Just to see her do the can-can-Jacques
[Chorus]
Love
proceed before the landslide and
Reset the flight time at 20-54 to the fault line next
Block another trigger, check about a bigger figure
Bullet to the sky
Es ist kalt in der Hood
Schreib lines auf Block
Geht um Shawty oder um mein Kopf
Oder Niggas die rennen um' Block
Zähle Scheine von den' ich träume
mad at me cause I don’t want him
If you can fuck my man, I don’t need him
Exclusive dick, you gotta line the block to greet him
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