by the hand and my heart it was thumpin' When she said, "Hey man, you crazy or sumpin' You see what happened last time they started". Well, I seen a Cadillac window uptown
's lost in time Don't know his name or where he's coming from Only thing you know He's a real gone cat, this friend of mine He don't have no uptown friends
just what to do. . . Harlem Blues, Harlem Blues, Do you understand my blues? Walk that walk blues, I don't need nobody need to hear me a Harlem, Harlem Blues
SNEAKIN' IT THROUGH THE ALLEY OR DO YOU WANNA GO UPTOWN WITH ME LOOKIN' SO
Put on your old black dress And grab your dancing shoes Head out to the old bar Rose And we'll dance away our blues Spent all week waiting Now my mind
still remember that yellow sun dress Blond hair, blue eyes And every time I looked at her, my tongue was tied I was down home, she was uptown A girl
't never seen a chick wail out like you The way you pop it, drop it, mama, I think I like u So come uptown Malibu where the soups hot and blue I wanna
'em of some Break 'em off some I want to break 'em of some Break 'em off some [Pimp Daddy] All I need is an 40 and some uptown weed An blue Hawaiian
In the 1957 blue and green two door sedan We divided all we own and I've packed all I can The back seat's piled high with things in the front seat tears
get spilled Oh, it's a game but it's a game of life or death You lose and can't continue if you get dome checked You get blues it's all what duck gonna
pull up in a Porsche, expanded I was to the back, niggas couldn't stand it Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished I got it like that Got Rolex, blue
shina dog I'm an Uptown shina, neighborhood hunter Red Hummer, Blue Hummer they both on chrome Whoa!, I got a million minutes on my Prime Co. phone I'm an Uptown
choices to choose And this rap game I can't refuse I wanna win don't want to be the one to loose My pistol my only friend Cause busters try to bring the blues
[Ciara] Am looking for a trap star slick talker ghetto bamma dont matter red or blue bandana wheels to big how they fittin on your car [ I DONT KNOW THIS
round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown
(will birch/gordon russell) I'm checking on you You're checking on me The moment we walk out the door We're battered and blue I'm reckoning we Don't
The Winged Painter is on uptown, I said, Will you meet me to go, to go, to go? Washington Square I'm racing there to get you at Noon. Oh the Nocturne
got glocks and stuff, got federal agents watching us Got niggaz hitting glocks see us I love (?) See I'm above any nigga that you name Hop up out the blue