18 lyrics for "Walkin' the streets"
I would love to bring you home I need a quick drink more volume for the beat I see the cats are playing dice It's 7 in the morning and you lost all your money To a fat lady singing boogie woogie chili honey I've been walking the streets again But it's
PlayWanna way out Ghetto walkin' (Ghetto walkin') Streets to find me (Streets to find me) Devil's watching (Devil's watching) They can't hold me down When I was young Nobody told me, don't fall for traps Good will hunt it Now I'm old, in this game
Play"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
PlayOh, 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
PlayYou're in danger I've escaped Had wild dreams Walkin' the streets Hell we were young Never looked back So we took our dreams
PlayThe stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Ooh, it'll make you lose your mind Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama stop breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin' down
PlayWorry, Worry, About the world that she lives in That I could lose her in the end And I worry It is not for me to say, but I worry I like to be real cool Say it doesn't bother me But every night she is out, walking' the streets
PlayOoh, it'll make you lose your mind The stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby Stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down Every time I'm walkin' down the streets Some pretty mama starts breakin' down with me Stop breakin' down, yes stop breakin'
PlayLeaving the ground When I'm with you To hold them down Slip into your skin and spend the night And get out of mine Walking the streets in dark Where lamps are the sunshine for the trees Oh for the trees cause everybody needs somebody
PlaySee how I miss you? See how I miss you? (hey you, hey you) Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty All the walking graffiti, survivalist bums Even the secret police shout that
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