Street Sweeper Social Club

Street Sweeper Social Club - Promenade lyrics

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Well I got a new kinda squaredance rap<br>

Gon talk smack<br>

Flash my gat<br>

I'm finna spit and hold my dick<br>

And hear shit up like a thermostat<br>

Grab your partner by the chaps<br>

Give your partner a pimp-slap<br>

Ti symbolize the ghetto trap<br>

Step to the right<br>

Give three claps<br>

Kids jam-packed in tenement shacks<br>

Ain't shit cookin on the stove but crack<br>

This is the bat this hell begat<br>

Cuz bosses are cleptomaniacs<br>

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Two by two<br>

Promenade<br>

Duck from a B1 bomber raid<br>

Ain't bout the plans Osama made<br>

Banks gettin paid off petrol trade<br>

Circulate<br>

Dosey-do<br>

How much cash could a o-z grow?<br>

Til all are fed and all have beds<br>

My skin is Black<br>

My star is red<br>

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FBI comin round the outside<br>

Which one of us finna die tonight?<br>

Is we finna fight over crumbs to bite<br>

Or make a whole muthafuckin world<br>

Ignite?<br>

Everybody throw them bows<br>

Right upside your partner's nose<br>

By now you've got bloody clothes<br>

Crabs in the barrel<br>

So the story goes<br>

Think of all their savage acts<br>

Grabbin scratch from average cats<br>

Bureaucrats with strings attached<br>

Walk in place<br>

Light the match<br>

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Two by two<br>

Promenade<br>

Duck from a B1 bomber raid<br>

Ain't bout the plans Osama made<br>

Banks getting paid of petrol trade<br>

Circulate<br>

Dosey-do<br>

How much cash could a o-z grow?<br>

Til all are fed and all have beds<br>

My skin is Black<br>

My star is red<br>

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Everybody get down low<br>

Bout the level of your toes<br>

These dance moves we usually do<br>

Are not the ones that we have chose<br>

Grab on to that beat and grind<br>

Try your best to stay alive<br>

We can run<br>

We can't hide<br>

Might as well just stay and fight<br>

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Two by two<br>

Promenade<br>

Duck from a B1 bomber raid<br>

Ain't bout the plans Osama made<br>

Banks getting paid off petrol trade<br>

Circulate<br>

Dosey-do<br>

How much cash could a o-z grow?<br>

Til all are fed and all have beds<br>

My skin is Black my star is red<br>

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<i>[Thanks to Jimmy McTiff for these lyrics]</i><br>

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