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Boy Hits Car By Your Side

So full of our convictions In a World of discord I'll be by your side I dont want you to try Walking alone, all by yourself Remember that our dreams

try to be a man but that shit get hard If you got it on your chest nigga speak your mind In your ass get it wrong, you gonna meet by nine, nah I remember

a lot more than do-rags to get your waves Nothin' sad as that day, my girl father passed away So I promise to Mr. Rainey, "I'm gonna marry your daughter

knowin ya showin. It's Armageddon again, He comin, betta be ready boy. You betta be teachin yo people to ride up tha stairs, to pray, Souljah Boy These

m a Heaven sent instrument My rhythmatic regiment navigates melodic notes For your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental, vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by

In the alley servin patties Hastled by federales Drippin candy Sippin brandy Twenty inches look fancy On my way to the grammys Hoes droppin they panties Got a freak named sandy Makin hits

with your life boy) Yeah, (uh-uh) wild niggas (uh-uh, wild niggas) You fucking with your life boy (You fucking with your life boy) Uhhh, You fucking

to the streets, put the duece duece to your hat Then call up the pigs, tell them the rooster's back Call Jadakiss, tell him that duke is back I'm still by your side

sent instrument My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental That's why I'm instrumental Vibrations is what I'm into Yeah, I need my loot by