AZ Lyrics
AZ Lyrics
"Sugar Hill (featuring Missjones) Lyrics"
For Those Who Born Under The Chaos Devise Lyrics
We are those who followed From cradle to grave We are those, who wanted Never been enslaved. Our names lost among Strings of ancient scripts Our soul condamnmed To have been burialed in lethargy sleeps We lived on the ruins Of glorious age We whisper to people The worlds of forgotten p
We are those who followed From cradle to grave We are those, who wanted Never been enslaved. Our names lost among Strings of ancient scripts Our soul condamnmed To have been burialed in lethargy sleeps We lived on the ruins Of glorious age We whisper to people The worlds of forgotten p
Chorus: i wanna chill (Chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)
AZ's for real (oh he's for real) he's for real (its so lovely sippin on
bubbly)
At times i wanna watch out the Mariot, zoning on owning co-ops,
foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,
formulating up plots ta escape from Salems lock cuz its scorching hot,
making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, Pataki, got all
kinds of undercovers coming at me, perhaps he, won't be happy, til they
snatch me, and place me where half slacks be, sitting in Catsaki, but
never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free, in ecstacy, on a hill
that
The End Lyrics
I don't know the sound of my father's voice I don't even know how he says my name But it plays out like a song on a jukebox in a bar In the back of my head till it's weary and mushy And in the cotton fields out by the house where I was born The leaves burn like effigies of my kin The trains run like snakes thr
awaits for me, so plus, just ta visualize is like a coke rush,I don't know the sound of my father's voice I don't even know how he says my name But it plays out like a song on a jukebox in a bar In the back of my head till it's weary and mushy And in the cotton fields out by the house where I was born The leaves burn like effigies of my kin The trains run like snakes thr
vivid enough ta make living this a must, plus this is real
CHORUS
first line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)
second line & (ayo son pull the shades down and lets count this money
put the grants in the safe, cuz we spending the jacksons, the
washingtons go to wify, ya know how we do)
No more cutting grams, and wrapping grands up in rubberbands, i'm a
recovered man, our plans ta discover other lands, suburban places got me
seeking for oasis, cristal by the cases, ladies of all races with dime
faces, sex on the white sand beaches of Saint Thomas, though this ai
Times Wastin' Lyrics
Verse one You can't even picture tho' examples, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish it's on from storm, I'm wearin' the teflon vest rest in born in rubbish, free spots, and Ez spots rock like Holly Mzots, one of
n'tVerse one You can't even picture tho' examples, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat carry my weight like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish it's on from storm, I'm wearin' the teflon vest rest in born in rubbish, free spots, and Ez spots rock like Holly Mzots, one of
promised, I'm as determined as them old timers, I wanna villa in a Costa
Rica, so i can smoke my reefer and enjoy how life supposed ta treat
ya, laid in the shades of the everglades, finally forever paid, wearing
the finest fabrics tailors ever made, me and my team, carrabeans
forseen, i guess being down for so long i'm all in store ta see my
dreams
Chorus
so until i see past the green pasture, me being supreme master, ain't
much more life ta feind after, but another chapter, a new way of life to
adap ta, cuz these streets a gas ya,and have ya caught up in the rapture
de ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, conscious
Dreamin' About U Lyrics
If the wind blew every petal from your precious red rose Would U be afraid of what U'd find inside? When I'm alone in my room I can't stop dreaming about U, dreaming about U When I'm alone in my room I can't stop dreaming about U, dreaming about U And every time I do what I need 2 do I can't stop drea
lyIf the wind blew every petal from your precious red rose Would U be afraid of what U'd find inside? When I'm alone in my room I can't stop dreaming about U, dreaming about U When I'm alone in my room I can't stop dreaming about U, dreaming about U And every time I do what I need 2 do I can't stop drea
aware plus political, cuz though they claim that every man created equal
whats his native people, find it harder for nights to sleep through,
but once established we living lavish, like the house of versi, paris,
i gotta have it, it so plus, just ta visualize is like a coke rush,
vivid enough, ta make living this a must, plu this is real
Chorus 3x
ending: its so crazy im down wit AZ, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
its so crazy jones and AZ, its so lovely sippin on bubbly
I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
I wanna chill, I wanna chill, I wanna chill on sugar hill baby
Sugar Hill