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He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental Here's to the one, the one around my way Giving love to the peoples, many hours, many days See he is both the hero and the pragmatist Doing push-ups in the back, and waving his fists The kids from the school, call it subterfuge Scars on his limbs is about to use Korean Bodega, it's in my favor See him hangin' on the street with the ill shopkeeper Breakin' down a broken parking meter Sprite on ice, fruit loops And Jesse James gotta lot of customers but don't know their names Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke He says you catch me doin' that you hangin' out on a rope I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope Korean Bodega, it's in my favor Korean Bodega, it's in my favor |
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He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental Here's to the one, the one around my way Giving love to the peoples, many hours, many days See he is both the hero and the pragmatist Doing push-ups in the back, and waving his fists The kids from the school, call it subterfuge Scars on his limbs is about to use Korean Bodega, it's in my favor See him hangin' on the street with the ill shopkeeper Breakin' down a broken parking meter Sprite on ice, fruit loops And Jesse James gotta lot of customers but don't know their names Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke He says you catch me doin' that you hangin' out on a rope I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope Korean Bodega, it's in my favor Korean Bodega, it's in my favor |
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| 3:49 | 
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| 4:18 |
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Blues and reds and 9 an' a half grand
I had customs eatin' outta the palm of my hand And when the smoke didn't clear I looked for my bag Lies a little old lady whose trafficking skag For Bedo and Lewis I reflect through the noise Lyin' cheatin' killers but a nice pair of boys I catch my cue o yes love I've had it Sleepycat needs that cab so I grabbed it Yo my man! I headed downtown Chorus: De hado me, un poquito mas, now baby De hado me, my love, un poquito mas Now never say maybe especially to your girl Mine wanted answers so I gave her the world The drugs kept me goin' honey, the money's for bail Marten got the fear cause he's never been to jail I told them it wasn't mine but they knew me and pounced They found it, we haggled, I still got half an ounce Now baby, here I am back like the Jets, Turn down the lights, time to have sex Chorus (x4) |
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