Lyrics:
Olhem p'ra marcha da Graça
Que é o trono de Lisboa
Vejam como vai airosa com ar de menina boa
Dizem que é namoradeira
Que tem mais de um namorado
O
não fico
Só Lisboa quando passa
Só Lisboa vai tão bela só Lisboa tem pregões
E acende os seus mil balões
P'ra fazer inveja à lua
Só Lisboa tem tal raça
(oh yeah)
H-IJ-K-L-M-N-O-P (alright y'all) q-R-S T
T-U-V (say what) w-X-Y (y not)
Z
Here we go the birds and the bees
And the flowers and the trees
You
what I want y'all to do for me
Kick back and blaze one up to this shit
Y'all know who the fuck I am
But if ya don't
I'm S, N Double O, P
Yes I am
They're called gold diggers
She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger
She's a gold digger
The P had a close call, quiet as kept I dated this (Fly
plus I'm down with O.P.P
The best part about it, I got AIDS, bitch!
Psych, I'm only kiddin, only do it to ugly women
Cause the pretty one's puss smell
Homocide
Rivalry
Garnd theft buglory
Purgory
Emergency surgory
A.P.B.
They lookin' for a G
You ran through a field
Hopped a fence
And climbed a tree
9-1-1
Knitty
Scarface and Gambino, New York City
It's P live and direct, stab ya neck
Ice-pick bloodied up ya whole entire shit
Live shit 1-9-9-6, ask your
like Pharoah
Now you send a ticket for me
It don't have R.S.V.P.
Oh Lord
It's a war party
Me no want to go...
You've invited all our wise men many
the pute
The loo-pay, rank near my nost to rock the block
Hittin' niggas upside the head with rocks in socks, Glock on cock
Back, trigger-hap, P P P
to the crime rhyme Houdini P
Keepin you niggaz in perspective
Mobb, representative, call me the specialist
Professional, professor at this rap science
Up in
Guinness
P.O.W. niggas is found M.I.A.
We move like special forces, Green Beret
Heavily around my throat, I don't play
Shit brand new, back in '89,
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...
I'm puzzling (Huh!)
Puzzling (Huh!)
Puzzling (Huh!)
P-P-P-Puzzlin'! (Huh!)
Still Puzzlin'! (Huh!)
Slow down baby
Cause you can get rugged, tough, hard like P
Tried to play my man but you couldn't touch me
You faggot, no comp' rapper on a quest
Sweaty fingers find 5p 4151683
"Hello Miss Collins you`ll not know me. I`m in the undies
Business, see? Please please can you tell me the size; how
p-p-p-prince is who I am
So tell my mother that I never wrote a whack jam
But some times I get n-nervous and start to stutter
And I f-fumble every word for
T'en as des yeux, mon p'tit chiffon bleu
Regarde un peu, on dirait qu'il pleut
Je m'y promène comme chien mouillé
Flairant ta peine à tes souliers
ciepło będzie gorąco 56 stopni
Bang bang dźwięk skutecznie upala umysły
M Y T A P E znają wszyscy
DDK powie Ci instrument nie wystygł
P56 Label label
même pas l’excuse d’être âgé
Et bien, dansez maintenant
La p'tite sirène s’est noyée
Si la vie, c’est final’ment
Qu’un sale moment
I tak wypadło dostałem dar od Boga
Dokładny krok jak co rok idzie moja noga
To wiem swym wyznaniom wierny
P56 polski rap nieśmiertelny
Ja to wiem ja
Ibile
Alaga Adugbo
It's your boy Jamo Pyper
Jeomo
Kini major aii
Ospinffy
Wo je'omo
P P Prime
Ayiii
I for don die
I for don kpeme
I find work go
Ça fait des tas
De p'tits tapins
Qui font merveille
En tout'saison
Ça fait d'l'oseille
Et s'est si bon
Dédé-la-croix
Bébert d'Anvers
Ça fait
Todos juntos, vamos lá
Vem dançar no mesmo compasso
Para a frente e para trás
Para cima e p'ra baixo
Quer na praia ou na montanha
Quer no campo ou
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