She noticed a lot of girls giving up their phone digits She didn't wanna be one of those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She had glossy lips
those kilts, Up in those kilts, uppa-up in those kilts. Man, you don't want to go up in those hills, Up in those hills, uppa-up in those hills. You better
was an only son As he walked up Calvary Hill His mother Mary walking beside him In the path where his blood spilled Jesus was an only son In the hills
Where the river runs to black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In the crowded marketplace
shove. Destination: Love Well I passed a truck, I passed a bus, I must be doing fine. I'm so close I can almost feel Her sweet lips on mine. If the
hands up Their homeboys act like Casey and Finnegan Now this tends to send trends of frenzy, In to forensics And then medics get hit Lips spread like
Bank is what I do with the mills Bracelets, Cuban neck is on chill Polar bear ice, I stay dressed to kill I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill Hittin
no teeth - night train lips Beefin' with police - Grade-A inch knees Duke blew a bag with him - he got butt-naked in the 'villes Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill
lips Beefin' with police, Grady hit knees Dude blew a bag with him, he got butt naked in the 'villes Plus he fucked a whitey in the hill Throw a
chastisment, supreme team shit Spy versus spy shit, small crimes comitted Tryin' it wit' my shines on, gimme mines Suppost to be comin' wit' proper flows son Over the hill
'm a holla at my partna dem Nigga wanna problem scrap them scrabble with it partna dem [Chorus: Rich Kids] Boulavard (My partna dem) Hernon holmes (My partna dem) Sumer hill
can't stop I heard you got plenty of money, plenty of clothes An escalade a porch and a house on the hill A platinum watch, platinum rings, platinum cars A condo in Beverly Hills
love is incredible If you're available, so unbelievable (so, so, so, so) I'm gonna have some fun tonight, and I wanna get sexual You can push your lips
Do you know what a miracle is? Before we begin, you may need a kiss I suggest either one from J to O-one from the lips Either way what I'm saying, yo
but I call it death 'cause it makes me choke and lose my breath My toes begin to curl, my fingers start to fold Got droul on my lips and my body's getting
Talking to a cellmate in a bed in a jail, dog I broke bread with the wheel, fled from some seals And the house, I was the head of the hills, shit You
house But I make, babies with babies Let the street drive 'em crazy They say "Cam, good you saved me Now I pimp 'em and they pay me" They feelin' it like Jay-Z Or sugar hill
name was Candy Said she let this true candy to bring it up I said that's cool with me as ya ass I touch She said rule you scandalous lick the lips Popped