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Polish Jazz feat. Joey Bada$

Album: A Forsaken Lover's Plea Durasi: 3:01

Can't find like this, though

Long walks down the Ave with my man

Stomach yellin', "Bitch, this punk rock"

Henny got me feelin' dumb, opp

Plain clothes, yeah, they making sure the funds stop

Stop and frisk us at the bus stop

Undesirables, we vow to 'em, liable to let you know to suck a dick

My game of life on hall of fame, and bitch, I mastered it

1999 get you a sliver of my lifetime

We watchin' movies bumpin' white lines

Livin' very well, dressed for the occasion

Bitch, I'm Melle Mel, it's going down tonight, I hit your Cеlly Cel

I'm at the combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell

Meet me on Lafayette by clientele

Supreme beam, nigga thought he was seeing things

Moment that I walked in, bunch of fly niggas

So you know we snuck the hawk in (bop-bop)

'Cause we ain't with the talkin'

Any beef I ever had, I had to stick a fork in it

Put his soul up for grabs like an auction

Ten bands, 20 bands, we already lost him

Nail in a coffin, he say he ready for war

Let's just pray he ready for what that shit'll cost him

'Cause me, I got a couple hood coupons

My dogs waitin' just for me to tell 'em what to chew on, nigga

So homie, what is you on?

And I won't talk about my pockets, that's gon' take too long

You niggas is walkin' liabilities, literally

Lying is your only ability (sheesh)

I learn, restack wealth with perfect agility

Looking through you niggas wishin' that you could mirror me

My nigga Chuck bringin' out the killer in me

Gotta pick 'em up so they could never be little MC

From the jump, my nigga never been a stranger

Since we clicked up, we been leavin' 'em in danger

Yeah

Bada$ nigga

Fuck they talking 'bout

Like waiting on the-

Waiting on the bus, man

We be on the bus stop

We be on the bus stop for 'bout an hour or so, man

And, and, and by the time one of your partners, he done came by

And you been and got a ride

But the old people, man, they be just sittin' there all day

Tryna wait for a bus

If you, if you are on a bus stop, waiting on a bus

You feel it was never gonna get there

You keep lookin' out to see if you can get to keep

One eye or other of the car or that bus

See if there's anywhere in the distance

Count how many blocks it is, down

And when you see it, you hopin' it's the right bus

I know with the red bus, it's just one bus

It'd have to make its rounds around and come back

And if you get there just as it leaves

You have to wait 'til it makes its all around second

Before it'll come back and pick you up