Letras:
Low Dust On The Window

livin' trifle And last year 'round this time, we did it to a nigga just like you Lean like the Eiffel, scream on you like your wife do Gleam on you

streetlights spark to life as we pass by, caught in panes of warehouse windows and reflected in your eyes. lying on your lawn on our sides. we'll stay

war graffiti bombin' / In the event of an emergency / Seek helping hands / Han Solo / Low profile / File for divorce / Divorce court / Caught cheating on

Skimble was about and on the move You could play no pranks with Skimbleshanks He's a cat that couldn't be ignored So nothing went wrong on the Northern

hurricane, you just a gust of wind I'm on fire, you just ashes and dust my friend [Chamillionaire] Uh, it's just the lil bad weatherman, raindrops drop on

for a lady who's been to the moon; I've lain by this window long enough to get used to an empty room. And your love is some dust in an old man's cough

[Drag-On] Uh, let's go Whoo! Drag-on baby [DMX] Come on 1 ?[DMX] My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me My niggas is the niggas gettin' high with

got a block on the phone Couldn't call my man Pete so I called Huddy Comb Yo, Meeno Yo, Hud On the low, here's the verdict A nigga tried to front on

I'll fuck around, black, catch a Mac to ya back Lethal weapon with the eighteen leather Schemin, bustin on whoever I can ejecta Window, think slow sing low