Lletres:
Royal Mile

it rolled through the night in the pouring rain And the touch of a hand And the way she said goodbye And we walked in the sun down the royal mile Saw

'Cross the room throwin' signals I'm throwin' 'em back Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that Peep baby boy style, hopin' we match You sent me Crown Royale

signals I'm throwin em back Flirt-in cause I, digs you like that Peep baby boy style, hopin we match You sent me Crown Royale with a note attached It

back Sacks only in dress pants Have you ever danced with the devil in pale moonlight? I have, Hollywood niggas make me laugh Sell a dream to 'em Cash, no royality, grab they royal

' burgundy carpet pimpin' What about you pimpin', I mean I know you fuckin' around with that Purple bag you know what I mean? That Crown Royal, oh boy

say Califas Westside Gang Will jack you in tha face Turnin' corner blockshitin' switches everyday Hitin' my bass up and you can hear a mile away Still

way Safe home as they used to say Keep a weather eye to the chart on high And go home another way Steer clear of royal welcomes Avoid a big to-do A

a mile It's a typical American phenomenon Where all the members have a fine old time It's the Forty-Third Annual Convention Of the Grand Mystic Royal

closed our eyes And listened to the song pourin? from the skies Two miles from the border as the eagle flies But the desert is the same on the other side The leaves on Mt. Royal