gay Is that the best you could do? And do we owe it all to you? You're getting around, you're getting me down You're getting around, you're getting
Übersetzung: Ein. Getting Around.
And that's the best that you can do? And do we owe it all to you? You're getting around You're getting me down You're getting around You're getting
to the VIP I done tripped on a step, what the heck I take a quick look around And I check my fresh Then I..proceed to to my mission I see a bottle and
never know if winning this Could really be enough Take a look Beyond the moon You see the stars. And when you look around You know
I?m real somebody told me how to fly somebody showed me how to get away with it somebody taught me how to hide somebody healed my thoughts from getting sick nothing?s around
a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring Now everybody come
in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditch Every morning dope fiends looking for a fix They sick, fuck it they'll use they dog fit Everywhere a
build fake cases, a house Your clothes, your feature and supplied transportation And that's how you gon do a nigga, mentally abuse a nigga You gon regret trying to use a
used to act a fool with a 4 4 Now he in the pen getting' shot in his go go I had a feeling without that strap he was a hoe Now it came out he done got
a possible victim, she was 18 A hitchhiker hippie whore, met her at the liquor store She freaked with dick to help support the habit picked up in the fourth Grade A
and I don't know, what I might be on She signed me to a contract, baby said it would all be so life long I looked around then for a reason when there
the man Then I knew it was true All the feelings that I had inside for you I could not deny Many times I tried, ooh ooh (CHORUS:) Give me a little more
like one of them shirts Puffy and Mase wore I done find a nympho as soon as I pop a bra She had my balls head first just like a soccer star You can only
baby If you want it [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] I play the club with a cup full of Hennessey Nah, that bitch ain't my girl its just whenever i'm around she
around you You get shots for free, like I fragant fouled you I'm on the road blowing grade A haze and brown Got niggas running like the KKK's around My album's coming, a
't you sniff around For something fluffy and light I need a man who brings A man-size... Appetite I'll use a pinch of sugar And a dash of spice
