's worth Just remember who played who first, yeah, yeah Look I don't mean to bother you But ya sex appeal is remarkable You make a G wanna walk around in a park
her And get jealous when you can't find her You're nothing but a mark I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch You'd better watch your
Rapper that's still chill, Pedal the big wheel, Kind of a big deal. Black like a wet seal, White like a big spill, Fight like a trailer park, boy! Raw
When I make some money man [Female] Word, word [TTBrag] I'ma ball at one of your Circle Line Books [TTBrag] Park that motherfucker on Nostrand Avenue [
when we begin to assassinate your cast members Strategies, I bet y'all niggaz can't believe this I read you like a whole avenue that's filled with meters Parked
[Rick Ross] We them niggas at the park, we just wanna ball Sellin dope, we get a car and don't know what its called Nniggas foul, but the referees dont
used to make love to this song Twice as long, especially when the nights were long Suga even in the dark, or when the lights were on Sista even in the park
Cooper (Super duper) Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks Or umbrellas in their mitts, puttin' on the ritz Have you seen the well-to-do, up and down Park Avenue
duper) Come let's mix where Rock-a-fellas Walk with sticks or umbrellas In their mitts, puttin' on the Ritz Have you seen the well-to-do, up and down Park Avenue
dickies that match Beach cruiser riding on the handle bars With a 25 i might be jacking a get away car Boulevard nights fights at the park that spark
Hey homeboy remember cruising down the avenue in the Regal We thought we were all bad with McLeans and a lowered car But nowadays if you don't got hundred
attack I used to let the Old English 800 suds bubble In the last car of the Franklin Avenue shuttle Brooklyn, no doubt, Wingate Park, no doubt Prospect Park
up cop!" He said, "D.M.C., take your ass down the block" If it happened to him, it could happen to you 'Cause that's what's happenin' on The Avenue When
on your chain and your hair slicked back You can be from anywhere Maine down to Malibu From ?? Trailer park or tha way of park avenue See me with a black
Wilson, countin' the mill's I'm talkin' to Andre Harrell with a chauffeur drivin' me around In the green Rolls Royce, parked parallel on Fifth Avenue
Cadillacs to blocks, Richard Pryor, Redd Foxx Jukebox records, flatfooted cops Get automatic systematic jumpin' in your socks Mama's apple pie in the park
park Drinkin 40's, till it's dark Talkin to a grey haired man In a tie-dyed shirt and ragged pants He said, That's where the hippies used to play Down on Avenue
blurry and i see the traces dreams of dreams of chances missed topaz, torquoise, amathyst the night is black and i got shit to do i let out my breath on flatbush avenue