"8th St." lyrics

Nice stickman you got there Arnie
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I was walkin', I was walkin', I was walking past
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I was walkin', I was walkin', I was walking fast

Walkin' downtown with a bitch on my right
Never back down, shawty love pickin' fights
Walking downtown with a bitch, L.E.S
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I don't wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high, never feel the low
Getting all lined up for a line of blow
Gotta get fucked up right before a show

I want a lightskin slim thick Cuban ho
Bring her to my crib, real snug, studio
And I could slit her throat for a video
But it'd get my name spread all through the city though
Hard to hear 'em scream knowing they won't have a dream
Or even a life to live after I make a mess
To everyone I hurt, I swear I meant the best
I'm tryna get this pain I got off of my chest
I want it bad, not to have to make you sad
To see how you look with insides all over your out
I tie you up then force a lit match in your mouth
To let you go is hard, I cannot live without

Playing God
Beg me for mercy
Bet you feel thirsty with no water
I'll rip your nails off if you don't chain-smoke the blunts I rolled you
I know you're scared but, shawty, just do what the fuck I told you
I got a passion for your thrashing, I will fucking fold you
And if you're thinking, "Why comply?" then I might fucking show you
Yeah, I might fucking show you, while I'm here playing God

Walkin' downtown with a bitch on my right
Never back down, shawty love pickin' fights
Walking downtown with a bitch, L.E.S
Make her undress, roll gas, have sex
I don't wanna go where the people go
Where they get too high, never feel the low
Getting all lined up for a line of blow
Gotta get fucked up right before a show

I want a lightskin slim thick Cuban ho
Bring her to my crib, real snug, studio