Connor Evans - Bodega Sandwich lyrics
rate meI’m just trying to find
I’m just trying to get right
She won’t fall in lie,
She just trying to make life
But Mr... I’ll be here day and night
Sat at the ... I’ll be here day and night
But don’t fall in love,
So don’t fall in love, in love,
Cause everything changes!
Told you!
Ya, ya, ya, one time for ya mind, ya!
Come on, feel the vibe, ya!
Let me get on my hip-hop shit, man!
West Side, who’s more of a sinner?
Is it the stripper, or the man with a wife
Who feeds a child when he tips her?
Uh, I’m messing in the city, high, yeah
Won’t ride into my city, huh
Yeah, did she got that pretty vibe
Drop the fucking classic,
Still rolling in this shitty ride.
Is Mr. Never Touch the Cigarette?
Cause mom’s chewing on a nickel
I gave...with each other like Jefferson in 50th
Had to kill the game, but y’all treat me like I’m innocent...
Everything I said, I make these bosses ... core
In NY the taxies is cop’s cars
A squad got me hit today like, where did you... the blocks, home
Bodega sandwich, chips in a bag, huh
Taking advantages of places I’ve met.
Like what’s the reason to go if your mind stays home?
Is that 96 old flow, say that, dynamite!
Sold that, we’re I guess that rap shit anthem
Ain’t got pot, ain’t learned no lesson
But my homie got robbed, gun point his first day at it
They even took his ..
Trying to earn their stripes,
Just some kids, thinking this a quick come up
When they stole that la la la
I’m still smoking too much,
She wanna make love tonight, but I’m holding her butt.
Glass of wine, a little weed, bet it open her up
The way she make noise, let me know where to touch
It’s Connor Evans!
