Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Way, artist - Karin Park. Album song Superworldunknown, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 19.10.2003
Record label: Waterfall
Song language: English
On My Way |
Aiyyo Swizz check it out |
I’m shoot over to Cali, na’msayin? |
Check this movie out |
Then I’mma check honey out |
Then I’mma fly back to N.Y., see what’s goin on in the projects |
Then I’mma shoot down to Atlanta |
See how it’s goin down in the Dirty Dirty |
Then I’mma shoot over to New Orleans, Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami. |
I’m on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?) |
I’m on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right) |
Down in Atlanta done seen my bitch — now |
I don’t know, what you’ve been told |
But I’m on my way to Philly to see my bitch (say what?) |
I’m on my way to Texas to see my bitch (that's right) |
Down in Miami done seen my bitch — now |
I don’t know, what you’ve been told |
But I’m on my way to Cali to see my bitch |
And do a movie but first I gotta read my script |
After that I get it poppin at the La Mentage |
I’m gettin skull in the Ferrari, bottom garage |
Then it’s back to N.Y. to my project bitch |
She like to do it anywhere, a real hardhead bitch |
And she enjoy riffin when I’m gone |
But love when I say I’ll be there in a minute, listen for the horn |
I’m down in Atlanta to see my bitch |
She go to college, she model, and she got chips |
Rock La Perla lingerie |
Tattoo on her ass that say that this belong’s to Ja' |
Now I don’t know, what you’ve been told |
But 'Kiss be blowin they mind and spendin they dough |
And I’m goin on a lil' trip, I’ll be back |
Anybody lookin for me, just tell 'em that I’m |
I’m on my way to New Orleans, for one whole month |
To see my shorty in Magnolia, she got gold fronts |
We don’t kiss; |
matter fact I only hit that once |
But she chill and she like to smoke big fat blunts |
Then I’m swingin through Detroit to see my boo |
You think you got every color mink? |
She got two |
And she just slapped a hundred on the toy |
Honey was a gangstress for real, gettin money off the board |
Then I’m hittin Chi-Town, soon as it die down |
Lay up in my chick’s house, break a couple pies down |
Nobody can do this but 'Kiss, freeze. |
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music please |
Ahh, where was I? |
Oh yes |
Off to the Valley so I gotta go West |
My chick got the gold Benz and the gray Lex |
I hit her with a shirt on cause she got fake breasts, c’mon |
That I’m on my way to Philly to see my bitch (yesss) |
She talkin shit on the celly like she that bitch (yesss) |
And this how you know it’s definitely real |
When you drop the CL-6, then you knock Stephanie Mills |
When I get there, she gon' show me more than some brotherly love |
Top piece 'til I cum in her mug |
I’m tryin to leave and she givin me hell |
Told her bend over; |
I’mma crack that ass like the Liberty Bell |
Now I’m on my way to Texas to see my bitch |
I oughta be there by breakfast if I leave by six |
And ain’t nuttin stoppin Ja' |
I’mma get the puss, catch the Rockets game, then be on my way |
Now I’m down in Miami to see my bitch |
She got her own beauty salon, and she strip |
I’m proud of the girl, backside’s out of this world |
The bitch perform; |
besides that, her lips was warm, c’mon |