saint, bet I'm blown Bet I'm thrown, up to the sky, over the ocean So I fly wherever I'm goin' When I'm by, bet I'm focused If it's five, you can bet
bunch of young black millionaires Makin' ya run, me and my dunn, stackin' my ones Floss a lil', invest up in a mutual fund Blowin' the horn, a sense of everyday
he polished for a rainy day A smile and a quote from a vigilante movie Our boy Jimmy just blew them all away He said it made him crazy Twenty-five years
got hoes (I've got hoes) In different area codes, area codes (Area, codes) Hoes (Hoes,hoes) In different area codes, area codes (Area, codes) Now everyday
what we did and how we used to play Just the thought of you bring a smile upon my face That's how it makes me feel to see you everyday Where we go,
everyday She's somebody's baby She's somebody's sister She's somebody's mama He doesn't matter if She's wearing mini skirt or business suit Whether she's twenty-five
do Snook from Redhook was grimy, did five years, glad to be home From Attica known, for keepin' chrome calibers Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, he's out to get it Five
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
It's been one week since we got to see Cheatin' lovers and cousins that marry Five days since they had the show With the hermaphrodite, the slut and the
Duko shop 'Cause she don't have a scratch, it's only beauty spot When one duty start is when one duty stop One nine to five, one five to twelve o'clock
Ooh, wow, brown eyes I was chilling on the club one day, yeah I' seen this girl walking my way she was my She was my fantasy lady, five, five with pretty
yesterday About what we did and how we used to play Just the thought of you brings a smile upon my face That's how it makes me feel to see you everyday
real he's got to handle competition You only knew him five months, that's right Besides he drinks too much and smokes too many blunts And I'll be working out everyday
Dawg Fuck you thought motherfucker fame For the fact the shit is a phat game Going remain number one in the Land Flesh, strangle the gang, bang bang, bang I dropped five
Where you from nigga? Straight from the muthafuckin' land ah, the heartless Five true thugs from the double glock Ready ta pop to the dome, eternally
about the music It's all about the music Everyday, day It seems it's getting shorter As the world turns round and round These last days, so crazy, oh I Everyday