Songtexte:
La Monte Young

silk socks and a Kangol to the tip top I flow hard you drip drop cleaner than the urine of a two time felons piss test I'm sitting in some Monte Carlo

And you tell me stories of your trips overseas Fur laden beasts and diamond rings Baby, don't keep runnin about And when you see the light Illuminate your eyes Monte

old song my old man sang to me Go ridin' young cowboy go winnin' and goin' out boy Don't let him put you on the ground Go spur him young cowboy de fur

In this house there?s no aura There?s no loss of love out there if it?s over And though I call out to you Something is haunting these four walls You

[Intro] Old school I'm in too It's young Juice [Chorus] Old school cars and they painted with that candy Twenty four inches, whip outstanding Old school

from here to little Haiti Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin' ugly Weezy tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young

got two O's Ricky tells, two show, comin' out hard Doors wide open, kids dancin' in the yard While I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man Bumpin' Cutlass, Monte

maintainin' Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand Knockin' project bricks, flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit S.S., Monte

agent says we oughta take the show but tell you the truth i don't wanna go cuz there's this real good game of split hi-lo and tattooed young dark