Lyrics:
it
Still on that front street
Fuckin? with them young G's
Cicero, Martin Luther King
Bankhead boys all down with me
Harris home still my home
County
understand
(Dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street
(Dead end!)
I'm gonna die on dead end street
Dead
second class,
We don't understand,
(Dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
second class,
We don't understand,
(Dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(Dead end!)
second class,
We don't understand,
(dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat?
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancing in the street
They're dancing in
Yeah yeah
YFNBC bitch
BMG
Yeah
In the street
I'm in the street
I done made it up in the street
I got set up in the street
I done lost my
Cruisin? down the street in my 64
(Mike Jones!)
Jockin? a bitch, slappin? a hoe
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there, cold,
gira per tenerla con tre mani sono
Street caldo street caldo
Street caldo scrivo
Street caldo street caldo
Street caldo sono
Street caldo street caldo
La mafia existe
La mafia existe y está
Y opera
Hard street shit, hard-hard street shit
Hard street shit, hard-hard street shit
Hard street
“Streets”
Lyrics and Music: Ivy Mor
Every day I walk the streets and ask myself again
What it is we’re all just looking for
Them colors black
street smart, street smart, street smart, cha!..
cyaa take man fi no johncrow
We master every passcode fi di road
I Man a street smart, street smart,
Well, we're gonna dance in the street tonight
Well now dance in the street tonight
We're gonna dance to the beat to the heart of the sweet
Back on the streets
I'm back on the street
I'm back on the street
I'm back on the street
Yeah
Back on the street
Ooh back on the street
I'm back
Where do all the hippest meet? (South Street, South Street)
Where the dancin' is elite (South Street, South Street)
Side by side we're loose
Talk a lot of shit, like they really live that street life
Flashing them pistols like they really bout the Street life
Catch them in the streets they
OBG, OBGeezy, Yeah
I was raised in these streets, C.P.D.K in these streets
Getting money counting gwop thats everyday in these streets
Throwing treys
Please don't come to me
No space in my sheets
She don't rival me
Wanna come try with me but
For the streets, then please don't come to me
Icon B, no
Gotta let that heat spark
Young nigga be street smart
Walk up with that creep walk
He bitch, dont let his heat talk
You only wear them dickies
My momma told me
Ain't no love in these streets
So don't trust in these streets
They ain't loyal to me
But the streets is my home
The streets is my
(Mari Beats, turn me up)
(Damn, Yak)
Yeah
(Dun Deal on the track)
Streets raised me, streets paid me
Fucked my first bitch in the hood up
(yeah)
That shit turned me to a beast (beast on the streets and I go, ah)
Beast on the streets and I, yeah (that shit turned me to a beast)
Beast
Woo
Ah, yeah
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancing in the street
Woo
Ah, yeah
Calling out around the world
Are you ready for a brand new beat
Summer's here and the time is right
For dancing in the street
.png/220px-Doja_Cat_-_Streets_(Silhouette_Remix).png "Streets")
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