[Chris] You hit my city for the weekend. You came and got your freak in/ We staint out, your head was decent, we kept on speaking/ That same mouth, I love what leaves it. You spit that G shit/ That game ‘bout on par with Cee shit, quite the achievement/ Thank God for this distance or its rest in peace, pimpin/ You good for the position of ’bout four or five women/ Your social networks is consistently representing/ Now flick yourself in the mirror. remind me what I'm missing [Hook] Ok what's happening, thru lookin at twitter, good time for a trip/ Babygirl I'm at ya, put sumn on tickets, I could spare a few chips/ That really don't matter, lemme know you with it, lemme see them flicks/ Hell yeah she active, its so long distance, but that's my shit/ I tell her gon set them nudes out, gon set them nudes out/ Gon set them nudes out, gon set them nudes out/ Them niggas be at ya, aint none of my business, aint sweating that shit/ That really don't matter, lemme know you with it, lemme see them flicks [Chris] This shit can be awesome right? Mood set turn off the lights/ Maybe dim it a little so when I get up in the middle, I can see the awesome sight/ My eyes behold of your eyes rolling back. its priceless, right?/ My house control so we under the act I'm slinging pipe aight/ Lets bounce and roll, no X, but I bet yo ex don't pop yo life/ Off. Set it in rotation, both exchanging fuck faces/ Going down, lets fuck faces. Fuck waiting come and taste it/ Let the whole deck get sent up crazy. Twelve pack of the gold tickets, safety/ Keep your head down, get them hips up lady. Don't run, girl, you told me take it/ I'm a throw it. Catch it. Take it. We can put the whole shit in rotation/ First some basic information, of course you gotta know its all about location/ Most cases, on a regular basis, your home field where we touching bases/ Ricky when I run it, no Oakland A's cuz I'm a ‘Go getter girl, let me make it/ Little bit clearer. Never chase em. Pick em. Send em. Then I'm skating/ This one here a little bit different, aint it? My place where we fornicating/ Sex agreement, sign and date it but 'fore I slay it/ Lemme know what happening [Hook]
from Avenue: C & D,
released September 21, 2012
(C. Butler, D. Giles), produced by Vanache for Rebel’s Make Entertainment, recorded at 199 Hancock in Brooklyn NY by Chris of The Paxtons for South Shore Social Club, LLC (ASCAP), mixed by Zacharias Wise at Depth Charge in Alexandria VA.
In an industry where perception routinely trumps reality, it’s easy to confuse instantaneous buzz with enduring success.
Deriving their name from the block on the south side of Chicago where they were born and raised, The Paxtons strive to create timeless, genre-bending music that innovates without regard to the latest trends....more