Lyrics Little W. 12th St. - Ralf Gum, Monique Bingham, Ralf GUM, Monique Bingham

Little W. 12th St.

Started right, Wednesday night a roof
Nothing fucking with my groove
Surrounded by nobody with nothing to prove
Had my man with me, had some wine, a moon
The first time Sarah seeing NYC lights no trouble in sight until they
Took his love prisoner of little west 12th street
And watched as they drove away her in the backseat in chains
My people beware look around before you get down
Said she was guilty but he tried to tell them
It ain’t that big but that pig he wouldn’t listen the shame
My people beware leave it home or leave it alone
Ain’t no way to treat a lady just rude
Fucked up the whole mood
Surrounded her like they had something to prove
They know they could let her go
Barely a dime
Just for that they’re wasting everybody’s time
And he won’t last one night without her by his side
Took his love prisoner of little west 12th street
And watched as they drove away her in the backseat in chains
My people beware look around before you get down
Said she was guilty but he tried to tell them
It ain’t that big but that pig he wouldn’t listen the shame
My people beware leave it home or leave it alone
Oh they took oh they took oh they took his love
They took his love
In chains
Took his love prisoner of little west 12th street
And watched as they drove away her in the backseat in chains
My people beware look around before you get down
Said she was guilty but he tried to tell them
It ain’t that big but that pig he wouldn’t listen the shame
My people beware leave it home or leave it alone