Lyrics:
Then flee the county
Country to Country
Come see the Nazi from the refugee
All Star in the clup pay the V.I.P.
Show me love BCC in
La Squale, ma gueule
Le p'tit avait un rêve, ce p'tit n'avait jamais la fève
Il sort des favelas d'Paris et la Banane c'est son village
20e sur
ding [F] Ring ding
[D] Ring ding [F] Ring king motherfuckers
[Billy Danze]
Yo, I'm ringin bells across the nation, ain't nuttin changed
Still hittin
Pour être V.I.P. c'est 3 'teilles obligé
R.I.P. Eazy-E, Christian Audigier, -digier (skrt, skrt)
Lossa dites-moi quel est l'fuck (skurt)
Lossa
pakuhabane e o whisky pra eu tomar
A vida é d chefe agora outro patamar
Só ando de cyclone pros inveja imitar
Nos é vida loca bota elas p mama, hoje tem
like battery
Try to cross us, I blast 'cause you flattin' me
You oughta be on something like PCP
To come against a crew like B.E.P (Oh my goodness)
funny nose and big mustache
He's just sucking up them ghosts
When he shines that flashlight
I am filled with delight
That little strange man E. Gad
He
that
I've got you close (ayee)
This feelings got me knocking
on the door you closed
(I don't know why I tried)
Now that I'd be wishing
I'd be hoping I'm
Yea
Ay y'all asked for this man
It ain't my fault
First Off It's
P O L O
D O L O
Rolling up that track Paq
Put it in a Rello
I heard y'all
It's
P
Cantemos sim ao S. João
Cheias d'amor, ó raparigas
Que o Santo sente a nossa devoção
E pagará bem estas cantigas.
Ó Praça, ó Praça, o nosso ideal,
I told ya, Rampage a real live soldier
Been in the game, sinc the age of thirteen
A microphone fiend, so I'm goin to see my P.O.
It's August
Now that we down with all of the nonsense
If you know you not a groupie make some noise
G R O U P I E
Told me that she ain't a freak
Told me that she
rater ta chance
Avec une p'tite rouquine accro aux drogues
Tu peux m'voir impulsif comme o-dog
Il m'faut un glock 19 comme o-dog
Il m'faut un glock 19
sourire d’Einstein
Avec mon pack sac de héros
Et avec mes p’tits défauts
Je m’en viens t’aimer
just give it to me, I'm just keepin' it P I-D-U-B-B, he don't do nothin' for free
Took the lil' bitch to the O, then to the E, you never would see me in
Nullipare (m.diétrich/ p.duclos)
J’ai plus 20 ans, J’ai toutes mes dents
Un bon boulot, Mais pas d’enfant
Ça porte un nom un peu bizarre, qui
Maybe 'til there is no stizzar
'Cause its P-I-M-P-I-N-G
Hoe come pay me my money
'Cause the D-I-see-K don't come free
As long as I got you I won't slang
And don't let a ho play with me
I eat the weak, I'm a beast
A bowl of rappers, I feast
You know they say talk is cheap
Well, I baguette'd my teeth
Got
so I guess I gotta love 'em though
But I'm a P i m p, so you know I don't love these hoes
And I, don't see 'em, (don't see 'em), won't be 'em
just give em the d
And I can't love no hoe because my heart is on E
And they all want songs so they pay for the fee
And shoutout my daddy because he was
door
Never thought it'd end up this way, i gotta move on, well bye now, i'm gone mm
L O V E works in mysterious wizzy
I gotta let you go cause you
Diggy-Das, you know what I mean?
From the '03 to '04, what up, D-M-V-O?
Y'all know who I is, same homie, dog, from strictly biz
Smash your wiz just to see
e co cazz m'azzicc
Stai zitt, ca chell ca vec risponn
Troppi pensier frate mal e cap
Ve guard o contrarij e ve vec normal
Troppi bicchieri frate mal e
fà
Inda stu limb nun gn voj stà
U saje so stanc ogni nott'
Pens ai cos ca nun vann buon
E ij ca nun so maj cuntent
P strunzat m lament
Ma mai 'cussi
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