the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window I
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at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window
smoke, only roll up with the illest doja You sit and mull it over my venom a killer cobra, It's Harlem USA I diddy bop and shop with Oprah, (Yeah nigga
First I'm going to stack my flow Then I'm going to stack some more Close shop then I do my count Hide the rest of the yams at my auntie house Get fresh
shop I'll let you lick the lollypop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep goin 'til you hit the spot (whoa) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy
Fresh dressed 'cause I shop at Models Deep in Brooklyn I ride the elevated trains Used to ride the D to beat the morning bell At Edward R. Morrow out
Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin' Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin' Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin' Catch me at tha shop, I
Puts up the closed sign Does the man in the corner shop Serves his last then he says goodbye to him He knows it is a hard life But it's nice to be your
, only roll up with the illest doja You sit and mail it over my venom, a killer cobra It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop with Oprah Nigga, what
Vickey Sport Gucci and Gabbana when you love the world is sticky Got a, crib in the city with a cherry eight fifty We could cruise down the avenue and shop
Murder on the terraces, Fools in high places, It's all so sickening - And we're so satisfied In the street, tonight Hate on every pavement Paranoia on shop
fast, its usually dead on time, Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine. Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, Stops off at the corner shop, to buy
never be stupid You could never use my name to make your raves 'n' jam I won't turn up, I'll stay at home with my gyal 'n' jam Can't threaten me with
dressed up, sweats and techs Ride around the hood, good, getting Gotti respect Hand is golden, an OG rolling and holding, yo Fresh kicks, soft leather, pockets is swollen Let my jam
I was chilly the most contemplating and debating about what I should do I made a sharp left turn And there was my crew lookin' for a def jam in order