losing my control I'm bearing out my soul Stop doing what you're told Ow, ow, ow, ow, yeah Me and my life It's me and my life Just me and my life My life
Übersetzung: Lil 'Chris. Mich und mein Leben.
my control, I'm baring out my soul, Stop doing what you're told, Ow ow ow ow ow right! Yeah! Me and my life, Its me and my life, Me and my life, My life
Shawty, Don't Stop Now Tell Me What We Doing Tonight Night Night We Can Be In My Drop Top Girl, It's Only Me And You Tonight (Take It Off) [Verse 2:
A Lil Bit, I'm a Do It Like This [Verse: Chris Brown] We Been Together For A Minute Now It Feels Funny To Be Doing Something Different But It's All Good, Me And
scale New Orleans nigga with my dick up in my right hand Young Money nigga money longer then a lifespan Still go to sleep with my Bible on my nightstand Flyer then a bitch and
bitch just to make me smile We was finna go but she naked now, and she did it in front of an audience [Pre- Chorus:] Shawty got ass Skinny lil waste
a Ducati and then I transform me to a Bugatti, cos her form puts me in a trance, i transform smaller and she puts me in her pants, Swiss on the Beat, Chris
without a flaw And then those eyes Made my heart stop in my chest And she said "Hi" And it was hard to catch my breath I said "Hey lil mama I don't mean
Me Strong (Made Me Strong) I Seen A Whole Lotta Drama And It Taught Me How To Fight (Taught Me How To Fight) And I Thank God For My Momma She Showed Me
a private flight Bitch I'm enticing, guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared
and the haters they dont like that im fullfillin my dreams but im jus tryna do my thing my nigga can i live my life I got da world on my shoulders (shoulders
're my all. And... [ Chorus ] Oh! I'm into you, And girl, No... one else would do, Cause with every kiss And every hug, You make me fall in love, And
a pill and a happy meal Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off And step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool, don't make me introduce
click [Trife Da God] I'm not Chris Tuck', but I'll tuck them ratchets When I was young, I used to beat off, and fuck the mattress And I promise you,
me, this Jay-O Felony And nobody can stand three of me Caution keep MC's out of my reach, i'm on a mission And be gettin' to your fuckin' hide to be called
run this rap shit O & Sparks, we runnin this rap shit Chris & Neef, we runnin this rap shit The takeover, the break's over nigga God MC, me, Jay-Hova Hey lil
s them Yung Gunnaz, Chris and Lil' Nefee. (Well Nicki, what about Fendi. He made you pop) Tell 'em to kick rocks or give me some top. I'm on my way to