bitches that you ever wanna see Island Koneelalee, baddest bitches that you ever wanna see Uh, EJ on a Monday, the day after Sunday Desert island we
go That you may carve upon my grave stone When confined in a six walled box I will no longer hear the clocks Indifferenty ticking in cold deserted mansion
ho fatto un culto, e un insulto, che ti trattino da dulto! Rit: (x2) Volete un check del nostro rap un po del nostro flow un bit dei nostri beat, oh
piano This ain't Chingy nigga, this is Chino This flow right herr' be wetter than Finding Nemo Fame ain't what I thought it be like It's like midnight in the desert
they really shallow Would not allow my daughters to even watch the channel Unless Alicia Keyes or Tina Marie is rockin the piano This ain't Chingy nigga, this is Chino This flow
