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Mir Fontane

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Down By The River Lyrics - Mir Fontane

Down by the river and the hanky panky 

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky 

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside 

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by 

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no mo' 

And I been up fo' 3 nights in a row 

Thinking 'bout them gold bullets out that passenger door 

Down by the river and the hanky panky 

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky 

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside 

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by 

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no mo' 

Gold bullet shells out the passenger door 

I just looked at my nigga like "dawg" 

 

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See I was raised in the CMD streets 

All my friends was running through the rubber bands 

It was rough growing up in the East 

We was broke but now we do the money dance 

'Fore the iPhone I had a Tracfone 

The Lil Wayne song was the ringtone 

Can I tell you a lil' story from the heart one time 

'Cause you know it get dark sometimes 

See my big cous' used to sell cocaine 

He was so in love with the drug game 

Used to pull bitches at the car wash 

Used to bust traps at the Wawa 

You know homie stay with the ocho 

Young nigga running 'round loco 

But he say he tryna move out the hood soon 

Got a seed on the way, tryna get low but 

One day he forgot his gun 

Couple niggas went fast, asked what hood he was from 

Stood up, tried to run cause he knew what it was 

3 shots in his back left his face in the mud 

And I still remember when I got that call 

Tears in my eyes but he never said a word 

But my homies outside told me "hop in the ride" 

They got guns on they thighs (oh my) 

Oh my, I spy with my little eye 

Five niggas and they music on blast 

All ways flex so my niggas hit the gas 

Fucking blood bath when the truck rolled past 

Coolant in the street, dead bodies on the ave 

Heart beating fast but my niggas just laughed 

And we ran a red light, drove off in the night 

And I ain't ever been so scared in my life 

I remember it was... 

 

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Down by the river and the hanky panky 

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky 

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside 

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by 

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no mo' 

And I been up fo' 3 nights in a row 

Thinking 'bout them gold bullets out that passenger door 

Down by the river and the hanky panky 

My bro got shot by the bank-de-panky 

And I damn near cried 'bout my homies outside 

And everybody ducked when the truck rolled by 

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 mothers won't see they sons no more 

Gold bullet shells out the passenger door 

I just looked at my nigga like "dawg, let me out" 

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