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Albums:

Dirty Girl, Wrong Girl, Bad Girl [Cancelled] (Latrelle) · La forza mia (Marco Carta) · Tangos: Jalousie, Adios Pampa Mia, a Media Luz... (Radio Dancing Orchestra) · Argentina Mia (Jairo) · Cecilia Mia (Don Barreto) · Alla Mia Età (Tiziano Ferro) · Cara Mia: The Very Best of David Whitfield (David Whitfield) · La Mia Strada (Arnoldo Foà) · Ma Che Vita La Mia (Roby Facchinetti) · La Mia Italia (Al Bano) – and 90 other albums »


dedicate this melody f*** the hatin

[Chorus]
I had to tell my girl to pack her s***
'Cause she slipped and dipped inside
I need a girl that's ready
can't take the hood up outta me, you dig

Raised by the gangstas, the generals, the thieves, the twins
Yet I'm stealing niggas, please what you know
Niggas (Niggas), Bitches (Bitches)
Uhmm, this is some player shit right here
Holler at my home girl on this one, Mia
Moma Mia, Have you seen her
shows
An' if the freaks get illy I smack the....
Whole days of my life are spent inside my bed
Just maxin' an' relaxin' like I'm at club med
Ya  say you
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
dedicate this melody, fuck the hating

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
I had to tell my girl to pack her shit
Cause she slipped and dipped inside
I need a girl
lleven 
Satélite a la mia ¡por favor! 
Un descuido y papas me quedan 3 

There was this girl around the way 
She liked by home piece MCA 
Y seguimos
By without me bein' fly or fresh to death
Head to toe 'til the day I rest
And I don't wear jerseys, I'm thirty plus
Give me a crisp pair of jeans,
a mag
For like half a billi
And your ass ain't Lilly
White
That mean that shit you write must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I
illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I don't mean to boast
But damn if I don't brag
Them crackers gonna act like I ain't on they ads
that I'm bringing
The crowd to enjoyment, by what I do

I keep the people cheerin', because of what they hearin'
Movin' and groovin',
from Brooklyn to Chi-Town
See the artillery, we don't fuck around with silly games, plenty
thangs
Nigga plus I got an illy aim, stick 'em up, steal
ages, they was amused
by the way they walked, way they talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New York
if they had to, heard him ask Venus,
was amused
By the way they walked, way they talked
Only if they knew these girls'd spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I have you
[silkk]
Yo, what's up nigga, this silkk the motherfuckin' shocker
I got my girl mia-x in this bitch
Unladylike, pimpstress, macstress, mobbstress, no
must be illy
Either that or your flow is silly
It's both
I don't mean to boast
But damn if I don't brag
Them crackers gonna act like I ain't on they
the lot to the bungalo 
Where I run up and hoes do shot right up the nose 
Come up with those, by the way now girl, now I know you ain't finished 
When
an' MC on the court like a ball player 
Proven by the lyrics on the mike as I extend the cut 
Making music, as the girls move and shale their butts
and you 

Lovin' all the beautiful work we've done cara mia 
And it's barely July 
If we keep on boppin' until Labor Day 
Li'l miz Abbie bye bye
just (Ride)
All my girls in tight skirts, you know we gon' just (Ride)
All my people pushin' fat rides with illy rims just (Ride)
If you can feelin'
Girl, you're lookin' like a '4 dropped low to the ground
Ooh, I like it when you shake it up and swing it around
Don't stop, ooh, you servin' it now
[Chorus]
I can show you the paws my balls 
The Taj Mahals to the strip in M.I.A.
I can show the waterfalls in Spain and Prague
To the beach in
clothes
Sitting here by the door
Waiting for you
To show up
But you didn't

So I'm only gonna say it one time
Gonna tell you what I'm
Thinking about
with Ciara or
I’m feeling like a Diva and I hit Marah Carey
I’m in the UK, I’ma see MIA
Super hero by night, rapper by day
And if I just wanna talk I’ma
A pillow lays on cold cement
A blanket by a broken vent
She's there a while
And then she's gone

I'm away for weeks
Arrive at night
She hears