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Brr Ayo, Central Park shit, school six to school sixty-one Every time I walked the paned doors, better have the gun (Ah) Went back and had a yacht with lunch Rode our bikes over Kensington Bridge, Trinidad Park and free lunch Rest in peace Nut, rest in peace Barry Rest in peace Mick, I heard he got killed by ferry (Ah) Back in nine-seven, me and Laura, had her neck slit Walking through, bit it, I was plotting on the next bitch Started fucking Stephanie, had a crush on Pam The broad looking good, though, come here, take my hand Only took one loss, some barely nigga stuck me But sure, you was my man, you could have stopped 'em but you jumped me It's bool though, Machine Gun went back, just dumping (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) Showed up to school on Monday like "Fuck 'em" (Fuck) Kino had to tell, my nigga was Miguel Lafayette to Wakefield, I hope you resting well Fifty-six pimp of the year, I beat the deal That swish shit, fuck Jarel (Swish shit, fuck Jarel) That swish shit, fuck Khalil (Swish shit, fuck Khalil) Shot across the bills, we left on Leroy Hill (Ah) Elizabeth, Elizabeth, will you marry me? (Ha haa) We don't have an answer, we don't have an answer, we don't He did it, he did it, he asked her Letras de cancionesWhat about this Elizabeth? Elizabeth? Oh yeah Yeehaw Oh yeah We got us a wedding! From Letras Mania