Till we're both in a better place Till the sky falls and the good Lord calls us up You're the only girl I wanna love Till I'm pushing up daisies Wanna stare into your green eyes, baby Till we're hand-in-hand walking down them streets of gold Six feet

I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

I am smitten My crush with eyeliner I'm the real thing (I'm the real thing) She's a sad tomato She's three miles of bad road I know you've seen her Walking down the street Will I never meet her?

The sky is crying, Can you see the tears roll down the street. I my baby early one morning She was walking on down the street I got a real, real fine feeling That my baby she don't love me no more I've been looking for my baby And I've been wondering

"Black folks can't never have no fun!" These streets be walking down the avenue (Crazy!) From Hollywood to South Central! These streets be, crazy! Long Beach to Compton! Always up to no good! Cra

Man today's a good day Hey, ay-ye-ay-ye-ay 'Cause I'm rich, rich, rich, rich Walking down the street and I just copped a big booty bitch And these diamonds on my wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist, wrist 'Cause I'm rich Today I don't have any haters 'Cause I

The sky is crying, Can you see the tears roll down the street. I my baby early one morning She was walking on down the street I got a real, real fine feeling That my baby she don't love me no more I've been looking for my baby And I've been wondering

I want to know if you'll be my girl Hey, hey hey baby! When you turned and walked away Thats when I want to say C'mon baby, give me a whirl When I saw you walking down the street I said that's a kind of girl I'd like to meet She's so pretty, Lord she's

Moving, watching, working, sleeping, driving, walking, talking, smiling P.E.O.P.L.E.C.I.T.Y People in the city On the sidewalk (People in the city) Near the street lamp (People in the city) At the bus stop (People in the city) Down the station (People in

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I’m fairly local, I’ve been around I’ve seen the streets you're walking down I’m fairly local, good people now It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick