Closing time, open all the doors And let you out into the world Closing time, turn all of the lights On over every boy and every girl Closing time, one
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the cord, the license, or the reasons we understood will be. Down at the edge, close by a river. Close to the edge, round by the corner. Close to the
western skies I think Bob Dylan said that He hit New York City He began to play at the Apollo in Harlem Good scene there, everybody raving One day, one
matter fact 3-0-5, I'll jump off the G4, we can meet outside So control your hormones and keep your drawers on 'Til I close the door and I'm jumping your
spot Making crazy prank calls hoping not to get caught Best friends, blood brothers, yo we one and the same Till one faithful after when everything changed One day
that's it for the introductions. And now, the story. A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me... Once upon a time --- I think
around, turn around, turn around, turn Everytime that I turn, every time that I turn around Everytime that I turn around Keep it thuggin' green, nigga
close to me and that ain't how it's supposed to be Nigga want respect but what do you show me you Playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me
all the time Ain't 'bout to let a nigga come and snatch mine I keep a nine, you see the shine I might just let your ass slide this time While I get this
gang green niggas on the tracks ye be on the tracks this where kobe and lebron root for the same team could live my life blind fold cuz every time my eyes close
up loud Close your eyes and have fun I used to feel like God was gonna call me too soon The reason why I had to have my son And every time I've ever
ain't hard to find I'll be right there, posted on that 5 9 I got a burner in my lap at all times And a bag of sticky icky green limes It's hustle time
day I could watch you (I could record you, rewind you) (And girl I'd still wanna watch you) I'd never get tired of watching you I see you every time I close
I raise my trigga finga all y'all niggaz hit the decks 'Cause ain't no need for that, hustlers and hardcores Raw to the floor raw like Reservoir Dogs The green
hoes all around me all day and night And yo little pussy's just way too tight For a big black dick like mine to slide in I take my motherfuckin time
can never get out of the line of sight Like a barren winter day or a patch of unburned green Like a tragic real dream, I guess it struck a nerve Every day
'cause they know my face, Glance at my watch tryin' to wind up on me, I was like I ain't got time to waste, Get it, I ain't got time to waste Get it,
