my show (Give you what you've been missin') And you can call me whenever you wanna go (I know you need that feelin') And when I dance for you ain't nothin
Übersetzung: B5. Dance For You.
I don't really know if you trust in me (if you trust in me) (Ooh) baby you gotta believe me (Ooh) baby I love you (I love you) (Why you leavin me alone
tick, tick fight. Now pose for the camera now - flick, flick. Pose for the camera now - flick, flick. Pose for the camera now - flick, flick. Pose for
you're gettin' slapped backwards Drop this for kids who have a beer and are plastered Spittin' this for the marajuana smokers For anybody-high, drunk, or sober I drop this for
niggas can you feel me(I gave you we taking over) I'm so hood And It you're not from here you can walk it out If You don't know what I'm talking about
button quick fast And the chopper come out of the stash Yeah money ain't jewels motherfucker you lose I'll make you do the fuckin Sean Combs dance (Follow
: (feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: (RZA)] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa
: (feat. Wu-Tang Clan) [Intro: RZA] Bob Digi, U G.O.D, Raekwon the Chef, the Inspektah Deck M.E.T.H.O.D. (Man), the B.O.B.B., straight up, Masta Killa
ass dresses .. go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one, damn .. go find you one Go get your dance on, go grind on one [Chorus] Quick question - yo, why you
on that thug shit Cop frisks suits snub in the club quick Told y'all real high, when I come you can try If you want, you can die, if you want to We hittin
you worth Did you forget I'm a terrorist One wrong look and you'll burn Letting you that I am what you call black magic In every single battle you'll
you came [Norah Jones] But tonight you, will be so fun [Talib Kweli] Maybe you're the one! [Norah Jones] Soon the new day, breaks the dawn Puttin on some Airs King For
(tats) You ain't know she slightly ghetto-ghetto, she bourghetto-zhetto She 5'5 brown eyes, she in stiletto-letto (Justin Timberlake : baby) Well did you
sent him To resurrect true rhyme God kingdom You should say amen when you see me When you pray I'm him then you believe me [Verse 6: Sha Rock from Funky
over stoves, and I brought cold techs for bitches Draped out in them goose lick pictures You fuck around and get your whole crew shot at, blaow Dare you
car Ha don't expect to get far You the kinda nigga that like to plot Call your friends tell em that you hit the jackpot I keep razors in my bras For all you
don't expect to get far You the kinda nigga that like to plot Call your friends, tell 'em that you hit the jackpot I keep razors in my bras, for all you
