the sounds of the summah
erykah badu, lupe fiasco, andre 3000
some people don't like them. whatevah.
foreveh evah, foreveh eveh?
dumb it down
eatin spaghetti in the north end of town
hopin and dreamin my eyes are like beamin
when i see the i ties, i dies they wont go out wit me whys?
pink sunglasses, spiked hair back sasses
better steal mamma's gun no mo fun fo no one
green license plate now out of state
no one knows or heas of the whip poor wil's fate
from boston to flauston parrot-ice
mass attack at a ill price
writin raps sobah, tellin drunk chicks come ovah
spittin crack whack jack
squeezin tubers, goin to choir practice and buyin make up
344 wash made me wake up
bitches from southie gettin mouthie not in my house see
i like to smoke and run free
find a parking lot and a pile of glass on which to pee
dont stress i aint no mess i do it the bess
gettin stingy in quincy rollin
memory strollin
to potato famin park ina dirty jerz
now i struttin the glitz ina dead baby furs
drivin over the tobin throwin bowls of puke out the window gettin my nails did every second on hancock street, takin twerpin trains, summah rains, gettin kicked out the vip area nothin scariah than the rich prick brick, houses on the bay near fenway, movin to boston not today but in like a few weeks, penny pinchin, craigslist studyin, book readin and lots a sleepin
fo rel
erykah badu, lupe fiasco, andre 3000
some people don't like them. whatevah.
foreveh evah, foreveh eveh?
dumb it down
eatin spaghetti in the north end of town
hopin and dreamin my eyes are like beamin
when i see the i ties, i dies they wont go out wit me whys?
pink sunglasses, spiked hair back sasses
better steal mamma's gun no mo fun fo no one
green license plate now out of state
no one knows or heas of the whip poor wil's fate
from boston to flauston parrot-ice
mass attack at a ill price
writin raps sobah, tellin drunk chicks come ovah
spittin crack whack jack
squeezin tubers, goin to choir practice and buyin make up
344 wash made me wake up
bitches from southie gettin mouthie not in my house see
i like to smoke and run free
find a parking lot and a pile of glass on which to pee
dont stress i aint no mess i do it the bess
gettin stingy in quincy rollin
memory strollin
to potato famin park ina dirty jerz
now i struttin the glitz ina dead baby furs
drivin over the tobin throwin bowls of puke out the window gettin my nails did every second on hancock street, takin twerpin trains, summah rains, gettin kicked out the vip area nothin scariah than the rich prick brick, houses on the bay near fenway, movin to boston not today but in like a few weeks, penny pinchin, craigslist studyin, book readin and lots a sleepin
fo rel
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