I thought about that night, it was almost Christmas time A memory, so young but not so long ago It seems like life just tries to pass me by If only
Tradução: Slick Shoes. Pass Me By.
fears. I thought about that night, it was almost Christmas time. A memory so young but not so long ago. It seems like life just tries to pass me by. If
my air Or walk a mile in the pair I wear And I'm gettin better year by year Like they say Juan do Cops couldn't smell me if you brought the canines
, these hoes they blast me One of the chickenhead with sex appeal pass me That's her hands, ankles, feet they ashy I like the flashy type, who pass with
jam [Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G. & Heavy D] [Heavy D] This time it ain't the shoes, it ain't the shoes, I swear it's me (Who that?) The H to the E to
awoke I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat Slid into the front, my family stared at me Sayin, "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be" They kept askin me
but -- -- back is the Black Boogey Man Manic mad musician, maker of noise that's jocked, by your homeboys I rocks my flocks of sheep, it's the slickest
me Back to the Soul Shack with packs of rap colonies Max that, Foreign Objects is mad abstract, make Shadrach Offender wanna go like Meshach, Black Thought The nappy cat a bookworm shoe
' But I'm callin' your bluff to see if you're really tough Show me your stuff enough Shut up, close your mouth, put away your tap shoes Your feet can
Well I've been lookin' after number one for too long And it seemed the love was passing me by So I thought I better do something about it And that'
tell she want me, And I want her too, My girlfriend she want her too, That's my bitch that's my boo, They both fuck me like prostitutes, Shawty like my Prada shoes
then check over here Just lend me your ear, c'mon listen Nigga you just can't defeat me Child abusers walk around, knowin they just can't beat me So
see the plasma in back You dudes are wheezin' behind me My flow is like a Coupe, breezin' at 90 That's the reason they signed me It's slick metaphors
're never gettin' took by a b*** with a weave in Her and the troops are right behind me But they're so f*** stupid, they'll never find me One more mile
leavin' We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in Her and the troops are right behind me But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me
When they see the plasma in back You dudes are wheezin' behind me My flow is like a coupe, breezin' at ninety That's the reason they signed me It's slick
awoke I threw on me old slippers with me old housecoat Slid into the front, my family stared at me Sayin', "Wasn't that you? Nah, it couldn't be" They kept askin' me
