? Ain't ya heard ain't no body jocking the shit, use an open-toe sandal, just flip-flopping it. Here's one for your play list, "Suck my motherfucking dick". 1st
Check Me an' Sonny in the Escalade, TV where yo' head lay Uptown, Harlem World, seein' [Incomprehensible] With some bran bran, got a jaw hit [Incomprehensible
Out from St. Louis I wasn't choosy I just wanted to get back on the road I hitched in cars and worked in bars Lookin' for a place to lay down my load
bugs Try to skate but got schemed on, you had to lay Didn't know niggas got Desert E's and PK's Me and my crew ride up and down St. James like a pack
(ali) Check Me and sonny in the escalade, tv where yo' head lay Uptown, harlem world, seein ? ? ? With some bran-bran, got a jaw hit ? ? ? ? ? ? Hun
your big butt 'cause everybody, everybody's gettin' funky in this band Who's in the band guys? Sgt. rock (sonny t, yeah, that's..that's me) (m) (p) Sittin' in from st
Document Records DOCD 5059 I went down 31st Street, now Just to buy me a drink of alcohol, honey I went down 31st Street, now Just to buy me a drink
2:54 Trk 12 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee Williamson) (John Lee Williamson) with Big Bill Broonzy - guitar, Walter Davis - piano Record: July 21st
Track 13 2:42 Sonny Boy Williamson I (John Lee Williamson) (Noah Lewis) with Big Bill Broonzy - guitar, Walter Davis - piano Record: July 21st 1939
burst above my head, If lashing seas leap everywhere about me, They cannot harm, or make my heart afraid. Be with me, Lord No other gift or blessing Thou could'st
bomb squad well fire unguard, its lu-pe toshe. Couped the gras now put them in the trunk like the roofs are our cars. Yeah, Rappers is like Sonny when
cork and steam the vega And get lit (What?!) [1st time] This is it (What?!) [2nd time] This is it (What?!) (x2) Outro: Yeah The Sonny Cheeba he be
the Hill that shit is timeless Yeah, up on the Hill there ain't no contest Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill Now go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
Philip Bailey, Verdine White, Sonny Emory, Sheldon Reynolds, Morris Pleasure & Sir James Bailey Peace, Peace to all the wonderful people in the east
Hear, "Praise the Lord," shouted on chain gangs Pain they felt, but it helped them to maintain Scott Joplin's rags, Bessie Smith's blues St. Louis blues
seams, triple beams 40 inch blings, Ill Will the fuckin' team this for my niggas in the Bridge from Queens. Chorus (Nas) Illmatic Ice, Goon, Sonny,
Out from St. Louis I wasn't choosy I just wanted to get Back on the road I hitched in cars And worked in bars Lookin' for a place To lay down my load
