Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference
Tag: Almond Joy
Macklemore – Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference
Corner store – Macklemore feat. Travis Thompson lyrics
Lyrics Macklemore – Corner store
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
/Posted at the corner store./(x4)
Okay, 2 A.M. I’m posted (I’m posted)
Dope all in my Jansport
Moving, the youth I run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Momma said “Pull your pants up”
Bending corners and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushin’, movin’ work, improvin’
There’s commas on the way
Put the p***y on pedestal
Blow the medical to the face
It’s evident on my face
Rollin’ heaven in my new Wraith
Declinin’ the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle plates
They all wanna know whats next, s**t, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your best s**t, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smokin’ just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go.
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
/Posted at the corner store./(x4)
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor
Never smoked a backwood, it was all Swishers
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on a bag of Cuban Z’s, walkin’ off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Do that dirt and hop that fence
Roastin’, talkin’ s**t, we mobbin’, I just got my momma’s whip
We blow dank out that window, right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future
We was on the corner, posted
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow
On the rooftop smokin’
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag
I was just doing my thing
Hit the hot food aisle
Got the gizzards instead of the wings
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the..
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
/Posted at the corner store./(x4)
Takin’ my time, workin’ it out
Countin’ the coin, breakin’ my back
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, momma’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you order
S**t, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall, but on the border
Pushin’ pen to the paper for peso
They wanna Lego versuri-lyrics.info
Close construction, no room for the huevos
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay to date you, you get ousted, OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know, long as you comfortable, yeah.
Corner store, 2 A.M
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benzo, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
/Posted at the corner store./(x4)
Corner store
That’s all
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the differenceee.
Macklemore lyrics
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Macklemore – Corner Store lyrics
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Corner Store lyrics
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Verse 1: Travis Thompson]
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted
[?] while in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, [?]
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Momma said, “Pull your pants up”
[?] corners, and scraper are loyal [?] bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, improving
There’s commas on the way
Put the [?] on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on [?]
They all wanna know whats next, I don’t even know myself
Now, I don’t wanna hear your [?], I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the [?], forget my day by the morning
[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
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[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor
Never smoked a backwood, it was all Swishers
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence
Roasting, talking sh*t, we mobbing, I just got my momma’s whip
We blow dank out that window
[?] with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up [?], I mixed the red with the [?]
Can I tell you ’bout our future? We was on the corner, posted
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow, on the rooftop smoking
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag, I was just doing my thing
Hit the hot food aisle, got the gizzards instead of the wings
But it’s [?], play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing to 11 and we smoking on some Ports
And getting [?]
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Verse 3: Dave B]
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
I’m [?] on the border
Pushing pen to the paper for peso, they wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos, you gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you [?]
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy
But they don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable
[Chorus: Dave B]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
[Chorus: Maklemore]
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango high-chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
[Outro]
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.