wearin' a mink Fakin' like he live in Brooklyn squealed We gon' need Johnny Cochran man, I'm tellin' you Gotta get everybody out Chill at home watchin' the Mets
thought it was a false alarm? [Nature] Yo, yo, aiyyo I got more twists than Six Flags, more chicks than gym class Overweight momma sippin Slim Fast, glad to meet
for an epitaph like 'Walk Away, Renee' The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower Meet you at the statue in an hour Meet you at
the finest funny looking cars money can buy At prices even you can afford So come on down and say hello to me And granny and bring the kids to meet
is a pumping and the lights are bright When the whistle blows and the workday's done We gonna get the party started and have some fun I'll meet you after
to sweat The smell of gunsmoke more common than cigarettes WE GOT clicks for wreck WE LIKE Pits for pets WE GOT Giants and Jets, the Knicks, Yanks and Mets
One, annoint me as begun I had the whole hood thinkin' he would never eat Rappers tried to diss, thinkin' we would never meet I heard it if you said
mine Especially if you do shows, they come in fine If you're with a G and you're sippin' wine Eatin' caccatore with a twist of lime Gotta meet your lover
blue skies always meet the sunrise Her eyes, that's where I go When I go home Her eyes, that's where hope lies That's where blue skies always meet the
tape And I was listenin' to you Till I fell asleep, it was gettin' late And I know it's you out on the sidewalk I was hopin' I would meet Somethin
blue skies Always meet the sunrise. Her eyes, that's where I go When I go home. Her eyes, that's where hope lies. That's where blue skies Always meet
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the finest funny looking cars money can buy At prices even you can afford So come on down and say hello to me, and granny And bring the kids to meet my
for an epitaph like ?Walk Away, Renee? The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower Meet you at the statue in an hour Meet you at
cops Shit is hot The motherfucking block, lock [Verse Four: Junior M.A.F.I.A. member #4] Wicked creator Life eliminator Continue to sinue Murders on a menu Which get in you Meet