Lyrics:
my way I'm coming hoe
You thinking we playing with the words we saying
We ain't playing for all who didn't know
Keeping it real I'm laughing at cha
that cha'll get did
Man I keep me some hungry niggaz ready ta spit the wig
Of a fake solid nigga, hoes lying in they wraps
'cause they never shot guns
on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No - would you come home to me?"
And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy now
tongue
To whisper sweet nothings
The tongue of love
In your depths
One understands by heart
These moments less heavy and sad
The seducing words
To nie pora relaksu
A pora by do prądu
Ej joł czterech jest nas tu
Gie er u be so en metrowy jot i bu
Szanowani jak John Woo
To nie pora relaksu
A pora by
Convict accomplice you history
Go on slit ya wrist
And cut cha throat
Raised by the trillest
Streets no tuition
Guns liquor
Holy water sippa
Fuck Pigley
Convict accomplice you history
Go on slit ya wrist
And cut cha throat
Raised by the trillest
Streets no tuition
Guns liquor
Holy water sippa
Fuck Pigley
a glove when I push and I shove
Knock a dime out the climb, cause I ain't makin' love
See yo' man the type of guy, to get jealous and hit'cha
But me, I
Oh, look out, oh uh, come on
What'chu like, a whole lot of, whut? (Tyrese yeah)
What'chu like, me on a, whut? (What'cha like, what'cha like?)
(c'mon) if you see me on the block holdin
(what nigga) if you see me rollin by
Remember that chu don't know me
(you don't know me)
If you see me in
Kunst er ok, det indre
Er ok, er kærlighed ok, er mindre
Er kbh en fed by, det er en glemt by
Glemt på den måde at vi tar hjem, by
Et hjem er en
you know you want me
You kiss and caress me, hug me up girl
Booty by by by by
Love me girl, you know you want me
So kiss and caress me, love me up girl
Vestito chic, come il pezzo di IZI
Mario, ci dobbiamo muovere
Plaza, veloce, mangiano la polvere
Non puoi rispondere
Non siamo bodyguard, torniamo in
storie serie ma 'ste storie son più nere e vere e non per finta
E il rischio non è rimanere incinta lo guardi e pensi
No, lui non c'ha un cazzo
Lo
scopare Mario Calcetto ("Amore, ma che tette c'ha Mario?")
Io grazie a Dio che non sono nato bello
Visto quanto ho regalato l'uccello (okay)
Tu che fai
know we might be back next year
Baby it just might be never
Don't cha worry 'bout it
So long good to know your smilin' face was here
originally by
Either you bring it
(We gon' bring it)
Or you can't
Sometimes it gets kind of messy out there
(Sometimes)
But we get by
(Well what'cha wanna do with
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
I'll find me another one
More interesting, more fun
The man has just begun!
[Chorus: Bow Wow (Girl)]
It's really, really nice to meet cha' ma
your fucking good up
Now step the fuck back nigga 'fore I hurt cha
Y'all niggaz comedy, funny to me like Geico commercials
I'm a G nigga, don't let
a Luke video
Mesmerized by the sound and the way the flutes blow
Drink in my right hand, another in my left
Crew right behind me screamin So So Def
Now
playin' with cha but this fist gon' hit cha
Always in da hood, numba one wig splitta
Neva try to step 'cause you know you can't compete
Live by your
long, I don't know we might be back next year
Baby it just might be never
Don't cha worry 'bout it
So long, good to know your smilin' face was here
First up it's the nuts up, what's up
To the niggas from the projects
Prospect Park in Brooklyn, I'm lookin' at another crime scene
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