, and the way she called my name If you'll be my dixie chicken, I'll be your Tennessee lamb And we can walk together down in dixieland Down in dixieland
Übersetzung: Little Feat. On Your Way Down.
it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it [Verse 4: Young Buck] She got a nigga on the count down Waitin on it like
I flush you out your house and you a rodent I'm out for the chips and the wealth Tie you on the truck have you piss on yourself Catchin' dips on the belt
it in slow, let it work up in your soul Take ya time and let it grow before you blow Breathe Out Let 'em know what you about from the words in your mouth To the way
with my candy painted flow (ah hah) And everywhere she hear is the Lamborghini door Raisin' up, closin' down, so the panties 'bout to go She know she won't be way down
on them hogs Sho nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, cuz they got me on the run Now I'm back in the courtroom waitin on the outcome Free Tupac, is all that
ya' game up 'Cause things change And jealousy becomes a factor Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to MACK HER! I'm on tour But still they keep on
and freak with, bow down on your knees shit The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards Little
star Till ya had enough then I just need a little bit more New music new move new position New erotic sounds is goin down now listen I can hear your
it down Yeah I'm breakin it down Man this is what it feels like, when I'm breakin it down When you're breakin it down, keep breakin it down It's not my
t had them little homies burn up no regal I've been tryin to do this music thang and just go legal I don't know why my name in your female's phone But
: (feat. Eminem) [Intro- Eminem & 50 Cent] Gee wilikers Gatman they got me surrounded I'm on my way [Chorus- 50 Cent & Eminem] I got a gatman There
I'll push Style's shit back, See the nozzle on my tre pound is three inches long, And the trigger on the fo' fo's extremly strong, With a little tre douche
it and take it, I like the money you make it Now turn around, tear it down, shake your leg wit it The way you move it and do it your hurtin' my head wit
and your friends take a little trip with me in my Benz you ain't a brotha thrill from the coat your girl in the back far from your boat chilling up in
Absolutely can?t lose no way 200 percent I am on my job Gettin? money ain?t nothin? left to say Get on your job with me, Get on your job with me Ready
little church I could join But I didn't go yet Man got a mosque I could join But I didn't go yet Cool with the devil on my back I'm in cold sweats Bout