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Dope Boys in the building. . Verse 2. You couldn't smell that crack comin' out that motherfucking Porsche truck. I stop traffic with the rims that I'm sittin' on. Them ain't high beams, bitch my
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tries her luck with the traffic police. Out of boredom more than spite. She never finds no trouble, she tries too hard. She's obvious despite herself. She looks like eve marie saint in on the
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As she tries her luck with the traffic police. Out of boredom more than spite. She never finds no trouble, she tries too hard. She's obvious despite herself She looks like Eve Marie Saint. In on
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Night and day, you are the one. Only you 'neath the moon or under the sun. Whether near to me or far. It's no matter, darling, where you are. I think of you day and night. . Night and day, why
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one was mute, Johnny stood alone Cats and dogs stopped yapping. Lions in the zoo all were jealous of Johnny's big trill. Thunder claps stopped clapping. Traffic ceased its roar and they tell us
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. Verse 2 Chance the Rapper. I hate the bar. Pharmacy addict hit a Wall Street traffic, took the car. We reinvent the wheel just to fall asleep at it, skrrr. Crash on the floor, catch the zzz's. Popping the
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years now. Our dad was in the Navy during Vietnam. Did his duty then he got out. And my grandpa earned his purple heart. On the beach of Normandy. That's why I've got a sticker for the U. S. Marines. On
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town. Right to the traffic cop. And he only paused a moment when. He heard him holler stop. . Frosty the Snowman. Had to hurry on his way. But he waved goodbye. Saying don't you cry. I'll be
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the gas stop at traffic lights. I get a round round without a driver's licence. Hello (Hi!) you walking, (No) farewell (Oh!) I'm off then. And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50 Polly
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Franny Prickett and Uncle Lou. They made some Goo. Now they really sock it to their friends. Frantic friends and neighbors charge the door. They caught a little whiff. Now they're digging it and
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the street seekin' revenge . Callin' him out to the lunatic fringe . He's out in the traffic now checking the sun . And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun . So much for the smell of the black
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the street seekin' revenge . Callin' him out to the lunatic fringe . He's out in the traffic now checking the sun . And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun . So much for the smell of the black
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tries her luck with the traffic police. Out of boredom more than spite. She never finds no trouble, she tries too hard. She's obvious despite herself. She looks like eve marie saint in on the
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tries her luck with the traffic police. Out of boredom more than spite. She never finds no trouble, she tries too hard. She's obvious despite herself. She looks like eve marie saint in on the
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tries her luck with the traffic police. Out of boredom more than spite. She never finds no trouble, she tries too hard. She's obvious despite herself. She looks like eve marie saint in on the
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rolling outside the window. Going to see her going to get love. Going to shut the bellboy out tonight (3 times) End guitar also used during verse on e chord D 2------------. A --4--2-------. E -------4b
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. While the church discouraged, any lust that burned within me. Yes my flesh, it was my currency, but I held true. So I drive a taxi, and the traffic distracts me. From the strangers in my backseat, they
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various sonic experiments. With the assistance of Mary, my wife. Anyway during one session I discovered that. By using a succession of techniques. I, I actually developed during the war. I could create an
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various sonic experiments. With the assistance of Mary, my wife. Anyway during one session I discovered that. By using a succession of techniques. I, I actually developed during the war. I could create an
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traffic on the way home. And my Uncle calling me like where you at?. I gave you the keys told you bring it right back. Nigga, I think it's funny how it goes. Now I'm on the road half a million for a
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time to head home?. . Chorus 2x. . common *during chorus on the second time*. We be that, we be that. Afrodisiac, disiac. We be that, we be that. Afrodisiac, disiac. We be that, we be that
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trees and stars high above me. . You got to love me,. . Love me,. . Love me all the time,. . If you want to be mine. . (Mandolin solo). . spoken during the mandolin solo and the last chorus
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I'd like to express my deepest gratitude. For your charity and your patience during my blues. I must confess, I still cry every morning. While every night I just take a bunch of these trying to
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. . Cold in the city with the traffic slow. He's got nobody, no place to call home. Takin' hard earned money from a poor, helpless soul. Didn't do it for love. Didn't do it in the name of love. No, it
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