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Renee

アーティスト:Mr. Cheeks 

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Here's a tune about this honey named Renee That I met one day On my way back from John Jay I'm peepin' shorty as she's walking to the train I tap her on her shoulders Excuse me Miss, but can I get your name She said my name is Renee I said I got a whole lot to say So may I walk you to your subway She said if you want So yo, we started talking I brought two franks and two drinks And we began walking I had to see where that head was at Because the gear was mad phat So we must chat about this and that She told me what she was in school for She wants to be a lawyer In other words shorty studies law I'm telling shorty I'm a writer And as she's looking for the token She drops a package of the EZ Rider Covers her mouth with her name ring I said, yo don't sweat the technique shorty rock I do the same thing But yet I use Philly Blunts She said I never dealt with Philly Blunts Because I heard that's for silly stunts I said, nah they burn slower Right now I really don't know ya But maybe later on I can get to show ya A ghetto love is the law that we live by Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday Give it up for my shorty A ghetto love is the law that we live by Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday Give it up for my shorty Now we sittin' on train Besides the fingernails Now shorty got the hairdo of pain Now understand she got flava A tough leather jacket,with some jeans And a chain that her moms gave her Got off the train about 6:34 She wasn't sure she had grub for the dog so we hit the store Went to the crib And turned the lights on A crazy magazine stand From Essence to Right On A leather couch Stero system with crazy cd's Understand kid She got cheese She said cheeks do what you want She said I'm gonna feed the dog I said alright well I'm gonna roll this blunt She came back with strech pants and a ponytail, a t-shirt A yo, Fam I got a tender-roni girl We're sitting on the couch chattin We're smoking blunts on her balcony We're stearing at Manhattan She started feeling on my chest I started feeling on her breasts And there's no need for me to stress the rest A yo, I got myself a winner We sparked a blunt before we ate


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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