Lyrics:
and hope that it still rings? Ring, rings
Ring, ring, ring (ring)
I hate you, I hate you (you better not run away)
I hate you, I hate you (you better
juice to fill up... a couple cups, and I'm thirsty as ever
Come help a n**ga out
In public I take looks around
That panty line is what ima lick around
easy?
Let your love ring out.
Let my loving in to stay.
Settle down,there ain't
No need to run around.
It's really clear
That I'm the man
Who's
Ay, bitch I been goin' and goin' like the Energizer
Yeah, I'm supplyin' the wood like Elijah
In the cut, smokin' on indica
Might fuck around
ask around but they don't really want it
Here comes jimmy, here comes jimmy,
Grab your gun, grab your gun
Where you gonna run to when the kid
to speak or look around
Your gloves and fan are on the ground
We're getting out of town
We're going on the run
And you're the one I want to come
Not
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
These niggas ain't worried about it, ain't worried right now
Ring, ring, ring ring
Check out my bling, bling, bling, bling
I do my thing, thing, thing,
you sing, sing
Here's what I bring...
Sometimes I want to Run Away
Ring, ring
I hear you sing, sing
Here's what I bring...
Sometimes I want to Run Away
was a King
Now I`m wrapped around her finger
Like a diamond ring
The engagement ring
The wedding ring
The church bells ring
And the suffering
I don't feel that
Run in back, run it back
Til I get chills
I need my rings
I gave her my rings
Getting that dub for my team
Who's the blame
We
a bitch, I forgot her name (brr, yuh)
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring (ooh)
Rather go and buy Balmains (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci
fell in love her with her attitiude
Thick around the edges turnin skinny I'm the one she lose
Cuban link diamond rings, and Yo hoe an accessory
If he run
I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it?
Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya
I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it?
Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya
you can’t ride with me
Ring ring hey come on let’s skip class
Drive my coupe on the grass
Drive my coupe on the asphalt
Run run run
Won’t you run away
Yeah, what up, this is Dr. Dre
The party's goin' on
Thank God it's Friday
Keep their heads ringin'!
(Ring ding dong
Ring-a-ding ding ding dong)
Keep
Just ring my bell
Just ring my bell
Yeah! Just turn it up!
Get, get, get, get
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, yeah!
Bow down こんな軽快なステップで ビューンビューンビューン
Caught
Laid out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with rings
What if we fall? I never thought about it, nigga
Gunfire, gunfire, nah,
everyone just
Ring out the bells
Let's just keep the night a-rockin'
'Til Santa comes knockin'
All around the world
There'll be mistletoe kissin'
(God damn god damn god damn)
(God damn god damn god damn)
Three rings three rings three rings
Three rings three rings three rings
Three rings three
when it ring
Gold chains around my neck boy
All I want is gold chains and Dolcé on my neck boy
Gold chains and Dolcé round my neck boy
Gold chains, gold
Gotti
Fuck nigga don't want none
Goin' bad like I'm on somethin'
50 grand for the new watch
Rob me and I won't run
Window on the photo
Call her up
what to do (do) (ahh)
Hit ‘em with the swing (ooh)
Pass around the wing (ooh)
We just wanna win (ooh)
We just want that ring (kill em)
Hit ‘em with
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