Lyrics:
stores
C'est FDM Winner, regarde le score
Ton père poucave ta meuf l'escorte
Coup franc, péno, tu crois qu't'es sur beIN SPORTS
Drive-by, j'pull-up
[Wyclef]
Ladies N gents
Back by popular demand
Its the G&B with Carlos Santana
[Product g&B]
Li we in up in here its not a game no more
You
Sets you flying, crying
Ooh wee, a wild night, is calling, alright
Ooh wee, wild night, is calling
All the girls walk by, dressed up for each
Juelz Santana perform
At Hip Hop Honors with the Alzheimer's
I hear you woofin, come on, come to the dog diner
We all eat dogs, we raw, we bark buyers
forlorn
Cause justice will be mine
Prowling the night
Justice calling, we'll track you down
Justice calling, ready to strike
Justice calling
don't run
And my dog stay bustin his gun
Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun
Keep a blade up in they gums
This is Harlem, where the fuck is
at dealerships, fuck a car note
15's in everything, beating like Harpo
Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load
They wana see Prince, I'm pulling
everything, beating like Harpo
Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load
They wana see Prince, I'm pulling strings like Carlos
Santana, now we in
background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
[Juelz Santana]
Uhh, now let me introduce the world
heart
Like a bullet in the dark
One by one, I take them down
We can run and hide, ain't goin' down without a fight
I hear them calling for you
I hear them
to believe
Calling you out
Yahweh Im calling you out
If youre what you
are and greater than man
then show me your
light show me your light
Calling you out
my mark on the Earth
Takin' my drugs in doses
My bitch by the pack
Came from the, came from the mud
First to put the hood on the jet
First to put
had the Benz
Swear to god I had the Benz before I had the Bentley
I ain't lien I had the Bentley before I got the Rolls Royce
Control it by voice
calling calling
I get it by myself now
Sucker stay small I ball
But I can't help nobody else out
This money keep calling calling I Can never let myself down
from or where you at
It take you wherever you wanna go
'Cause when you're in shany's world, man, it don't even matter
See, I go by the name of chink
on palms, and bags labelled Cheech and Chong
The Jimi Hendrix of rap, I got an afro and bandanna
Then I rock jams like Santana
I move MC's like niggas
send me down by the scarecrow
And they say hey boy
You better picking bluebirds all day long
It's about time you really got it on
And I know you brothers
smile and say
?Let the wind pass by, we?re here to stay?
Is she love, is she calling your name
Is she love, is she calling your name
the lion wants to sleep
Cuz what I gotta do to get right
What I gotta do to stay tight
With you by my side
Cuz if I do this alone
I'm afraid of what I might
answerphone
You said you moved on I said that it was good by me
so why you keep on calling me back
I'm so done with talking honestly I'm done with you (done
Sets you flying, crying
Ooh wee, a wild night, is calling, alright
Ooh wee, wild night, is calling
All the girls walk by, dressed up for each
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
G5
Yeah, oh, yeah
I hear the money calling
I hear the rolls, I'm up by the morning
She wanna feel important
Buy her
Why you not calling my phone
Just tell me to leave you alone
Why you not calling my phone
Why you not calling my phone
Why you not calling my phone
I’ve been watching you
I’ve been calling out your name
I’ve been trying to
Get you to pay attention, oh
But you’re lost in the noise
Distracted by
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