Lyrics:
tu ne yah pas moh mboutman, gère le couloir.
Périka i fit mach u hein, j'ai le pouvoir.
All my enemy's, go confirmé.
If u di yah bat, i beck, go njong
These silent chances pass one by
Who never knew of them at all.
Resigned to the hands of fate
We await her impending beck and call.
Until we
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
just want to spit man I don't need this grief
[VERSE TWO]
[HOST]
I mean you got Will smith and jada Beck's and posh,
J-low and Ben aflet, 50 and vivica
He can see with his eyes closed
He'll leave you something to remember him by
Valentine said no way out
No way out and no goodbye
Now you're
could be one of these or so many many more
Always at the beck and call of shame
I'm thankful I was called by love
To walk among the happy
But if not for
All my life I'm governed and controlled
At someone's beck and call
Made to walk a balanced line
Before I've even crawled
All the time I
you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by
I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too much for granted
You're up next
After you I'll drink a Beck's
Contact another L, listen to raising hell
Run these MCs back to the lab
When I stab tracks I slash backs
Lott
The only way you take my spot is with a shot
I grab rappers by the hand and make sure they understand
That they can't scrape j-ro the man
by stars
But he did have love for
The poor and the theives
And he was in the street
Kind of similar to me, nigga
Mr beck, Mr o'Reilly, Mr limbaugh, Mr
Ela me chama de ""OG""
Joga esse racks sentando pra mim
""After sex"" quer ficar na suite
Fuma esse beck, ta ficando low key
Se eu puxo no porte
would realize
Daddy is listening and daddy is here
And I'm waiting for your beck and call to wipe away your tears
I am calling you by name and I will
Joe grew up in a little town named Staunton
Lived his whole life by the bayou
All he had was a dog named Samson
Is he coming through? O he ain't
Big Glock In my pocket won't smoke get it popping
Lil Beck got da drip like a hood water faucet
We don't do no talking we see him we catch him we off
no reason for alarm
Soon after this maneuvering, artists all over
Started being influenced by those Bone Thugs-N-Harmony-esque cadences and flows
of the mob
We stand together, backed by Beck and God
Because in this crusade
We find the strength in numbers to be brave
The world around is terrifying
Sem cap que o cabelo tá na régua
2 tapa no vento e by by para a inveja
To de cruze lTZ dos novo
O iPhone é novo
É melhor não cruzar a minha reta
soared to new heights by
Literally thinking outside the box
You fell into depression 'cause Spider-Man
Ruined all your plots
At Hollywood's beck and call
These silent chances pass one by
Who never knew of them at all
Resigned to the hands of fate
We await her impending beck and call
Until we
with a remote control
We travel by train
Through every phase
I'm shaking off a lifelong haze
On a mountainside
At your beck and call
Rewind the moon
are
So you force me
At your beck and call
In the night
You'll kneel by my side
To see what's mine
Tonight
You'll forget about your pride
The best night
can't take this abuse
Every time that you walk in the room, girl
I'm hypnotized by the way that you move
It's the way that you move
You call me out,
all night
The bitch'll flip and fight
[ cuban link ]
Yo, this shortie's naughty by nature
Always horny, runnin orgees for paper
Till we take her to my
_(cropped).jpg/207px-BeckMSG190718-13_(47065153261)_(cropped).jpg "Beck")
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