Lyrics:
Sylvester Stallone (Oooh!)
Peter Cushin (Oooh!)
Marlon Brando (Oooh!)
And James Dean (Yeah)
Charles Bronson (Oooh!)
Robert Redford (Oooh!)
Grace Jones
gbolu
O ti need panadol
Padi ball, no dey dull
You know say peter no be paul
Lo bi Johnu ati paul
Te ba sukun, a kin gbohun
Odape e ti reduce volume kale
going mad
Hello Peter, hello Paul
Saints and sinners, welcome all
Tommy Cannon and Bobby Ball
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Consider, if you will
This
Simon Bates and Paul Burnett are having fun.
Come see Peter Powell opening his presents.
Come see John Peel eating his pudding.
been?
Hello Peter hello seer
What's happening? What's the deal?
Hello Franklin hello Todd
What's happening? How's the sun?
Hello Steven hello Scott
Hey,
thinking a lot of shit, niggas don't know a wars coming
Niggas don't know I saw something, killing trees, Paul Bunyon
Bunyon foot, foot clan, klans man,
Banks)
It ain't a game dick
You know us, European whips
Chain frost bit
Peter pay Paul now pay the boss kid
Heavens the stakes are now even
Sent
To ruin your sleep.
PAUL: That's true, but there's more to it than that.
SARAH: Is that all you think there is to it?
HARRY: You've got so many reasons for
(Gege!)
I remember back in the days when the race began
Steady wondering and hoping for it all to end
Esther and Peter’s endless journeying to their
says the Jesus
If our God and savior is so great
Peter and Paul say the same thing by the way
You can check Second Peter 1:1 today
CHORUS
From there it's
seduce you
I'm kinda like Chris Tucker tryin' to get me some mushu
Let me introduce you to Pablo's Peter
Take ya shirt off then aye yi yi its
choose to ride
Yo Peter Piper picked peppers
Run rocked rhymes
Jesus healed lepers, Judas dropped dimes
Moses split the Red Sea
Mohammed took back Mecca
Peter to pay Paul
So he could trick it on Mary
So she can play ball
She better have my skrilla
Cut it out with all that funny hand jive
Will ya?
All this
like meter maids
Cause, I heard that Peter paid Paul from a jena maid
But if he didn't pay me, he would see the grave!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Set it
Wade in the water
Wade in the water, children
Wade in the water
God's gonna trouble the water
Well, some say Peter and some say Paul
But God's
goes so fast and we try to hold on as they go past
We need a Peter, we get a Paul, at least Judas had the balls
To make a move on these building
livin, Family Guy like Peter Griffin
And my wallet is stuffed like turkeys at Thanksgiving
I grind hard, my pockets full like Easter Mass
Paper long, my
the odds with my back to the wall
Tryin' to Rob Peter without paying Paul, I wanna do it all
I wanna spend a day every now and then doin' what I wanna do
klauen
Geb ihm eine Watsch und er sieht umgekehrt okay aus (nicht schießen)
Dieser Paul er fleht mich an
Und ich spring über meinen Schatten wie Peter Pan
meant to be a cheater
But there was blood on the wall
I had to steal from peter
To pay what I owed to Paul
I couldn't stay and face the music
So many
Thought I had your number
Stuck in my phone
But I can't find it nowhere
And besides it's been too long
Borrowed time and ain't got a dime
Peter
than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, it's time to save our kids
So our sons will never have to live the way we all did
If you trap a nigga, trap
like meter maids
Cause, I heard that Peter paid Paul from a jena maid
But if he didn't pay me, he would see the grave!
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Set it
along with Mary
Peter, Patsy, and Paul.
Has the cheek to turn the other
When the other was on the ball
It will be done Thy will become
Not This
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