I did a recordingsession in my kitchen the other day and this is the first song I did, its called "Walk a day in my shoes". Hope you like More

I did a recordingsession in my kitchen the other day and this is the first song I did, its called "Walk a day in my shoes". Hope you like it! Lyrics: I wanna date, centerfolds, and play Play around with them all day When we're done, with having fun, in the sun Maybe I'll go for a run...and fly across the streets in the heat My running shoes will melt below my feet How she's sweet, centerfold Jean, the cutest girl I've ever seen The cutest girl I've ever seen Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose And I never loose! If I try I could get high on caffeine And pick up girls I've never seen Girls that seem kinda mean If I get laid at least then please, dont lecture my on how I fill my needs Coz I got one of those earlier this week Then I sit alone on my stairs, have beer and grab some fresh air Its so nice to be me, when all the girls I meet are sexy...and sweet Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose And I never loose! Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose Come and walk a day in my shoes Then you'll see why I choose as I choose And I never loose!
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fabolous in my hood jay z killa cam 50 cent your mom yo mommma dick head penis black booty azz ass cassidy any thing you need abcdefghijklmnop More

fabolous in my hood jay z killa cam 50 cent your mom yo mommma dick head penis black booty azz ass cassidy any thing you need abcdefghijklmnop When you grow up in my hood Help don't show up in my hood Gang signs go up in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hood Feel like I'm trapped in my hood Young kids get clapped in my hood That's why I'm strapped in my hood, just cuz you in..my..hood In..my..hood, in my hood, in my hood [Verse 1: Fabolous] I'm always close to.. Feeling like a corner stander, stoop sitter, or hallway post-er No matter where I go it's always 'posed to, feel just like I'm (in my hood) Cops drive in it every 5 minutes, look at your faces, pat your waists' Try to find the stash where the gats and base is, I can't say that they racist But I know.. it ain't the same in they town And as fucked up as it may sound (in my hood) It's 2 ways to make it happen off the streets Balling on the courts or rapping off the beats You hear the shells tappin' off the 'crete, when they clappin' off the heat Then the yellow tape's trappin off the street But that's the way we was raised Preying to God, hoping that he keep us out the way of them strays [Chorus] [Verse 2: Fabolous] They drink 'til the cups dry, eat 'til the plate's clean Niggaz be in state greens 'fore they turn 18 'Round here you never let the beef slide twice Everybody raised on 4 wings and beef fried rice Them mothers are getting younger today Got one by the hand, one in the stroller and one on the way We don't have role models But we got them handguns that hold hollows (in my hood) Ain't no diplomas or degrees But you can get high from the aroma of the trees (in my hood) I know it like navigation, and fuck having patience I'ma get mine, you better get yours, cuz everyday is a struggle And One-Time ride through everyday just to bug you That's how it is, cuz your rights be wrong And everybody got a white T on, when you're in..my..hood [Chorus] [Verse 3: Fab] We try to make the most of what we got You either been hit, or been close to gettin shot (in my hood) Any nigga that boast be getting got And dopeheads fiend to get a dose of what we got And young niggaz be like they slow But you give them a blunt..bet they roll the weed like a pro If you trick it's not a problem it gets you laid But if you stick without a condom, it gets you AIDS No Sesame Street, kids watch BET Look up to niggaz that don't got a GED I know a dude with the deadbeat tag Kids don't got diapers but he ridin' in the red G-Wag' In the hood, you and your beef is sure to bump heads And everybody grew up sleepin on bunk beds They telling me to vote..and I would If it made a change in my hood..mu'fucka.
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