you lies Let me turn you on It's no longer a game And under your skin I am ready to dive...in Parasites on television screens Hide...in the cracks and underneath the seams Dime store
you say it's just clothes But we shoppin' in that motherfucker, and it just closed So go ahead and just pose When she walked up out the dressing room, the store
low and birds are big We went to sleep in day and woke again the same day we have learned to cheat the time and find the hours that the clocks cannot
's not too far from pismo beach or morro rock You can visit downtown at your leisure Because for your shopping pleasure The stores never close down until five o'clock
waltz On every note that's in the score While the sands of time I know are pouring Let me win my bet and I'll run with the money Down to something store
ain?t! Haaaaa! (Tell 'em shortie) So git high! (Tell 'em Weezy!) Or get low! Yea! If I don't do nuthin? I?mma ball I'm countin? all day like the clock
Someday when I'm old I'll pull up to the store And park wherever the hell I want to I'll buy a box of Moon Pies And flirt with the cashier Yeah, like
slot 'Cause he loaded it up when I was there to buy some strings Certain times like these Mean everything to me Tommy looked up at his novelty clock
piff in it, new five, whipping it Shorty like "Redman, buy me a cigarette" Try'nna get me robbed at the store where her niggas at Greedy bitch, hoods
noticed that (Uh huh) I treat dice games like football I pop niggaz and don't give 'em a quarter back And then I'm spendin' that in the store where
spitting lines Thinking bout going home cold getting mine Baby said "Stop it" I said "Drop it" I tried everything but I could not cop it I was going to a store
them V-12's I'll be yo SLK and you can drop my top [SHORT:] And i'll be all up in the cock from midnight to six o'clock The way you suck dick you off
like bitches when I walk up in the building 'Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild whores Jet-skiin', while you keep warm at corner stores I make
Merrick Road in Wantaugh. Nolan says the young man lost control and slid into a row of stores. His body was pulled from the car by a passing motorist
ejaculate premature? [Oh yes] He took me to the back of the store He gave me a spray, what's this for? [Put a little on the top just before] Got to her house, clock
Kid's rubber ball smacks Off the gutter 'neath the lamp light Big bank clock chimes Off go the sleepy front porch lights Downtown the store's alive
in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head I didn't like to sleep with Jon-Jon, he peed the bed Seven o'clock, pluckin' roaches out the cereal box
