Lyrics:
screamin' "Fuck the cops!" 'fore I 'round my glock
Test my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck dat box!
Dat's how P. got knocked, dat's how jewl got drop
But
screamin' "Fuck the cops!" 'fore I 'round my glock
Test my pistol on my bitch, nigga fuck dat box!
Dat's how P. got knocked, dat's how jewl got drop
But
gonna be so different
When I'm on the stage tonight
Tonight the
Super Trouper lights are gonna find me
Shining like the sun
(Sup-p-per Troup-p
touch, touch (make it real loud)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E (make it real loud)
Put you hands up make 'em touch, touch (A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E (make it
bumping? (yeah) Is it bumping? (Yeah)
Is the beat steady on the one steady thumping? (Yeah)
Cause we comin with the underground funky sound.
It?s the P.
them panties
As I sip my wine she handed me some crackers
And dropped to her knees
Told me about the full moon
And offered some cheese
P-IM-P
R.I.P, R.I.P, R.I.P, Tu es R.I.P
Tu m'envoies des textos
Veux qu'on se fasse un resto
Je pourrais faire l'escroc mais non il faut que je reste
poker face
(She's got me like nobody)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck her face (mum-mum-mum-mah)
P-p-p-poker face, f-f-fuck her face (mum-mum-mum-mah)
They're really rockin' Boston
In Pittsburgh P. A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And around the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New
They're really rockin' Boston
In Pittsburgh P. A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And around the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New
complaining
Storm braining cats and dogs
My catalog be the size of golf balls
Throw up your Daisy Dukes
I'm hazardous to all you Boss Hoggs
And Rosco P.
They're really rockin' Boston
In Pittsburgh P. A.
Deep in the heart of Texas
And around the Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New
Not with a legal job's salary
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: P. Diddy]
Ma' we got you stuck off the realness
You know the infamous
You heard of us
It's
Elewe xa tshwa xigodo p'rasini mawe
Elewe xa tshwa xigodo p'rasini mawe
Elewe xa tshwa xigodo p'rasini n'wina
Elewe xa tshwa xigodo p'rasini n'wina
Long Time Comin
(It's the P M P baby DJ Phish)
(Doing big thangs making doors open)
(Setting no limits holding no boundaries)
(Galaxy Productions)
Sminke, klær og mote
skikkelig fin frisyre
Heftige datarytmer
Bli kjente og populære
P-p-p-p-penger å-å-å
P-p-p-p-Pupper yeah
P-p-p-pupper og
Lari inn contaminé
Lari inn cocainé
Tourmenté par vanité
Au tour de nou tou dimoune a p paniqué
Ena zot lamé p vinn pli less
Ena zot lavi p tini
Motto
Es geht up up and away
Hier am Pflaster lernen wir Fliegen will kein crash wie Hemingway
P P P Push it to the top
P P P Push it to the top
Push it
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LA DANSE DES BÉBÉS LOUPS
Refrain (X2)
C’EST LA DANSE DES BÉBÉS LOUPS
P’TITS, P’TITS, P’TITS LOUPS
C’EST LA DANSE DES BÉBÉS LOUPS
P’TITS, P
P-p-p-pwy sy'n crio nawr?
Pwy sy'n crio nawr?
Pwy sy'n crio nawr?
P-p-p-pwy sy'n crio nawr?
Pwy sy'n crio nawr?
Pwy sy'n crio nawr?
Ti wedi mynd
Lord Finesse,
Percee P. Percee P is the new member, the new member down with the
Crew.
[Lord Finesse]
Yeah, Diggin in the Crates
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read-a my polka face
(She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-polka face p-p-polka face (Mum mum mum muh)
P-p-p
Can't read my, can't read my
No he can't read-a my polka face
(She's got to love nobody)
P-p-p-polka face p-p-polka face (Mum mum mum muh)
P-p-p
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