Lyrics:
Et c'est dans la merde
Que les vrais la nous woi
Et c'est dans la merde que les vrai
D'aussi loin qu'j'me rappelle
Toujours étais le même
Stupéfiant
Je sais pas comment s'ra fait d'main (fait d'main)
La toucher avec mes deux mains (deux mains)
Mais je sais comment était hier (hier)
C'était comme
[Chorus:]
Come back, come back back to Jamaica
Don't chu know we made a big mistaica
We'd be so sad if you told us good-bye
And we promise not to shoot
Tranquilo
Tranquilo
Ça aurait pu être pire chum
Fantaisie
Va pu à l'église mais encore un gars d'église
Use note parole comme une machette
Ou un piece
Pas
reviendrai, je ne sais pas quand
Cousu d'or et brodé d'argent
Ou sans un sou, mais plus riche qu'avant
De l'Amérique
Mais l'Amérique, l'Amérique
Je veux
Bien trop d'attitude
Shawty sait qu'elle rend les hommes addictifs
Big drip donc on va faire des victimes
Bacardi m'laisse dans un état critique
Bien
the way you are (are)
Yeah
Her lips, her lips, I could kiss them all day if she'd let me
Her laugh, her laugh she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's
And chilled me to the bone
Some dark tragedy had come right home to me
They'd kidnapped my man and his life was in their hands
He was a hostage, a hostage
In the darkest hour of the longest night
If it was in my power I'd step into the light
Candles on the alter, penny in your shoe
Walk upon
Two or eight lanes, it don't matter, it's just another town.
There's a fool on every corner, on every street, in every one
And I'd rather be your fool
Now toss your hair in dirty grace.
Pink leather strap on your guitar,
Now spread your legs just like a star...
And I'd like to eat her breasts
wished me well, you couldn't tell
That I'd been crying over you, crying over you
Then you said "so long". left me standing all alone
Alone and crying,
And wondering why it's me you're wronging
I tell you I mean it
I'm all for you body and soul
I can't believe it
It's hard to conceive it
That you'd turn
thought we’d cross
To burn down behind and below
No sin eater to slay
Us children of Cain
Watching monkey suicide
Sunday aids and church wine wash it
wonderin' how'd we lose that trust?
Come back to me baby; I swear I'll make it right
Gonna change my ways and hold you through the night
But deep down inside
Willie D told me to let a hoe be a hoe, so
I couldn't stop you from gettin' ganked
Now let's play big-bank-take-little-bank
Tried to diss Ice Cube, it
du printemps
Mon cœur tout neuf est descendu
Parmi la ville
Gonflé d'amour et de bonheur à partager
Mais mon âme est moins tranquille
Depuis que
Sisi
Une dose pour mes disciples
J'n'ai rêvé qu'd'évasion
Maintenant nocturne est la vision
Les points rouges nous visons
J'pense aux aztèques,
Jack D
Menthe P
Honey
Remets-en moi un peu dans mon rrevé
Mais nan BaffaD on est plus les mêmes
N'zo dis leur
Qu'on est plus les mêmes
Jack D
Menthe
Now Pink is cute but still a baby
And she talks with attitude
She has some spunks for a young lady
But what I'd really like to do
I'd love to do it
Making it
We're having it
Right now we're making it
We're taking time
We'd been out of rhyme
Right now we're making it
Sometime ago
Heard some clear
There was a garden, there was a man,
He was so lonely, but God had a plan,
God had a plan.
He fell asleep but, never could dream,
He'd wake up
a cherry cola
I bet some guy gave her that frown
I'd love to turn it around
Oh, that girl needs a superhero
Walk up to her, pull her in real close
223's and 308's boy it gets deadly
Im trynna knock a nigga face off and that's disrespectfully
Im from a H45D that step on anything and we get
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