The Longshots - Girl Next Door lyrics
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[Voice:] You're the same old girl who lived across the street And you're the same old girl yeah You're the same old girl who lived across the street [Crayon:] I was in love with this young woman Must've been wilding I bought her everything From clothes to the finest of diamonds Along this ladder we climbing Constantly running into problems Trying to figure out and find ways that we can solve 'em She said she needed space Okay, I thought I'd go with the plan Come to find out She in the arms of her next man Still love struck like a dumb fuck And what it summed up She threw my heart in the street And hit it with a dump truck Now I walk alone With these suicidal thoughts Drinking Henny by the quarts Thinkin was it my fault And my peoples say Ray look, forget about the trick But I really wouldn't care If I lay dead up in a ditch That shit hurt! If I was smart I would've seen it from the start But nobody teaching brothers the dilemmas of the heart They say a man ain't supposed to cry But yo I hurt inside At night alone I'm shedding tears through my swollen eyes And though she hurt my pride I still got my mind That keep rewinding my thoughts to better times I'm having flashbacks [Hook: Prostitute (T-pot Stilletto)] -Hey daddy... I know you want me, but nothing in this world's for free You gotta pay me. It's worth it I'll let you taste it (moans) Come here baby.. You don't got no money? Nothing at all? [Rock Shabazz:] Stepped out the backseat of a car Back under that lamp pole Damp clothes from slight rain Life's pains gives her migraines Snuck her hand through her purse full of rubbers for some Tylenol I recall, this girl was one pretty broad Now she's cheap and sleazy like the New York Post Sliding up and down poles all over New York's coast In dirty basements With thirsty patrons that's impatient Giving payments to young pimps who push her down strolls With other so called hoes In Hunts Point, Queens Plaza or Pennsylvania ave Where white suits come paying for ass Never taking her math Spending nights under sweaty men with diseases for cash But these female rappers got her gassed Sixteen showing her ass, talking trash Scandalous on the ave She laughs out loud at Captain Save-A-Hoes Who ask if they could take her home Take her to church and make her wholesome Wonders if her neighbors know she's hoeing Heavy perfume to mask her soul that's decomposing Where is she going? But the fact she's owning, the flyest clothes of the moment Got her condoning, the fact she's boning Niggaz she's not even knowing On these dangerous streets Ashamed to go home but one creep from laying six feet Can't believe you the girl I pushed on swings back in pre-school Got me worrying about you, whenever I don't see you [Sample:] But now you running around, I don't know But now you running around, I don't know You're the same old girl who lived across the street And you're the same old girl yeah You're the same old girl who lived across the street
