Lyrics:
Hey hey hey boy stop what you're doing
We goin on a trip tonight
Don't need no I.D. no wallet, no keys
It ain't that type of ride
So follow my lead,
And why don't they listen
When a mother cries for her children?
Ooh hey, ooh hey, ooh, hey
I can hear guns in the distance
And why don't they listen
When
change the world
I said
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah
Sing it if you with me
All you boys and all you girls
Let me see you put your hearts
a hottie, and just a little bit naughty
Singing ki yi diggy diggy
Ki yi diggy diggy, yey hey, hey, hey, hey
Dressed her up boys, I took her from
another lost boy with a license to drive
I'd go rollin' down the street in my '95 Vette
Brad Breath on the set, how much hotter could it get
A million fans
I mean?
Like gainin' weight or nothin' like that, like colossal
Like, know what I mean, like
I heard you were lookin' for me
Hey, Mr. Carter,
drive a young boy wild)
She'll drive you wild hey! Mmm!
Take that thing over here
And park it right beside me
Oh, yeah, c'mon!
But you, oh, baby you know
Moje miasto tak piękne jak przyjdzie tu lato to kocham Podlasie
I nawet i dla mnie zabraknie metafor by oddać widoków tu klasę
I śmigam sobie tak
on one
You can't ignore me
Rule and Missy-E
How you love that
With I-G
It's Murder I-N-C, nigga
Hey (Hey boy)
Get me high tonight
Take me away
hey boy - did you miss me so
writing me letters - almost ten in a row
whisper sweet things starring me and you
try to convince me that we could be
meet your expectation
(Hey, ho)
We promise it won't stain your reputation
Ah, if you can see over here,
The Broken Glass Chamber of
The boys from Wall
słowa są zaczarowane mówię jak Merlin
Ona patrzy na mnie czarująco prawie jak Merlin Monroe
Ale daleko mi by robić z nią combo
Lubaszenko to nie zwykły
the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough, sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
the Moulin Rouge
Hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough, sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case, the meaning of expensive taste
It's gonna be another beautiful day
Coming up your way
And if you're ready by now
What else to say
The crowds hey like a volcano crater
They're here
Fat boy confidence, fat boy confidence
Fat boy confidence, fat boy confidence
Fat boy confidence, fat boy confidence
Fat boy confidence, fat boy
night
Please, please
Don't ask me why
Hey boy
Hey boy
You came over to me
And said
“Tell me
if you're alone tonight
can I be by your side?”
Hey baby,
you do it, ayy
Let me see you do it, ayy (hey, hey)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it, ayy
Let me
that will make me take trips with you to Rome
Hey now (hey, hey), hey now (hey)
You know they thick from the STL to the A now
Hey now (Hey, hey
that will make me take trips with you to Rome
Hey now (hey, hey), hey now (hey)
You know they thick from the STL to the A now
Hey now (Hey, hey
now (hey)
Let me help you with dem jeans
Baby lay down
[Chorus]
I don't mean to be rude
But I like the way you move.
Got your boy in the mood
through the comedy
I'm laughing at the wannabes, now move that ass the fuck away from me
Bye little boys, gots to go
I got my chika by my side, we going
a love, I want a fire to feel the burn of my desires
I want a boy by my side not a boy who runs and hides
Are you gonna fight for me, die for me, live
yeah, yeah)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Telepathic love and belly laughs
Storm the stage of Universal
Slim shine talk boy, so subversal
Papa's
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