Remember the time we raced along the coast? To bad you can't hold it in your hand so tight. All to soon it slips away. Do you remember that day? Could
Could you ever see? Remember me Remember me, I'll be there Remember me Remember me, I'll be there Remember me Remember me, I'll be there Remember me Remember
Traduzione: Slick Shoes. Ricordami.
Fat boy be the truth Nigga live and learn Learn the streets or get burned Niggas take what you earn They be slick as a perm Mane I try to be slicka
the Ak I tear that ass out the frame like a benzie box You know the rules if you ain't ruff Stay on the hush and get played like Sunday school shoes
get up and to the boogie the bang Cause I'm a, Superfly on the microphone And you can tell by now I got it goin on See I wear my Adidas shoes real real
[VERSE 1: Mondo] Now I can remember: way back in the winter, or September It was '93 when we got signed, music was destiny We'd flee the spot to Unique
cherry I always eat what you think I ain't got no shoes on my feet, I'm from down the street, huh Now cats ride around New York with the slick hot rods
like Whitney, intelligent like Eli We ride like the genie, pass time Like a clock used for a Frisbee, George Roll Wallstreet, that's the shoes that fit
loochie This goes out to my niggas Uptown Downtown, Midtown, across town and out of town I be the mic horker Rap enforcer Native New Yorker Slick talker Beat walker stalker You remember
s pie You want extra pizza? Here's yo' slice [blade sound] I'm the line leader BITCH, run yo' Nikes (give me your shoes!) Hit y'all, thought you knew
how you doing? Oliver Oken and may I say you two are smoking Amber: In your dreams! Oliver: im counting on that! Hey slick! Hey! Oh yea she wants me!
kiddos done Before i could thug a nigga he was Jim Jones son What's the big ol' front? Like his swag aint confused I remember he was doing bathrobes and shoes
I first came to Ruthless I was livin'like hustler but see you, you was livin' straight like a busta I used to think you was a true 'til I remembered you
my recital I'll never get my title tooken So you got a little 9 to 5, so what? What do you do for a living, slice cold cuts? You look slick, but you know
ask me "Don't I know you? " I said "you look familiar" she said "what school did you go to? " I said "Oh yeah, the face I remember but the name forgot
't talk and those who talk don't know So remember that shit the next time you're questioned ese Orale The world is my stage, got you trapped like a cage Act your age not your shoe