don't wanna leave you yet I don't wanna leave you yet I wanna stay with you, yeah Here's what I wanna be, you're the only one I see Cause I don't wanna
Übersetzung: B5. Sie will dich nicht verlassen.
5 (Got the kees for 11-5) Come to the B.G. I might do it for a even 5 Nigga I ball and people don't know it, Cuz I don't show it The only way to find
you see the push come to rub rub come to shove, these hoes out for jingles so you can't show no love pimping ain't easy but you do it cause you gotta
boy, I don't think you could last boy I'm bout to pull some out the hall type shit Some Steven Seagal type shit Some *cgghh* knife shit Don't think you
you grabbin yo 9 Movin up like you got it on yo mind Flexin up for that pussy, you must don't mind dyin I leave ya folks cryin, you wont take out the
: [50 Cent] I don't wan' talk about it (50) Man I don't wanna talk about it (nah) Man I don't wan' talk about it (yeah) And I don't wanna talk about
about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close Im gonna clap you It's too
's wanna copy these many flows Hoes, better back up, foe they get slapped up Pack up and go tell mommy, that I backed up you You you you, and your whole
you get me bodied? I wanna be myself tonight... Don?t you see my body? I want to let it out tonight; Wanna party, wanna dance, wanna be myself tonight
'm peepin it Why you tryna do what you already know that I'm the king with it And, you don't wanna come behind me with it bro Uggh, I killed this shit
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 me now) Who wanna come
by the way that you keep lickin' them dicks like lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick, then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't
you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin?f them dicks like lips, I?fm agitated, aggravated To the point you don?ft suck my dick, then you
your baby father Wrist colder than northan border Lang gonna get you life in order Squares don't get no likin on Have my goons out back and slaughter Fuck around find you
social They really too emotional I don't have time to hold them I wanna be a billionaire, me too So I can count a b cashing hundreds on you to I get dirty
in a 'Lago, doors up, you don't say Gucci Mane, Selassie, girl we extra ic-ey Wanna owe it to Atlanta, pussy nigga don't say I'm a pay like I weigh,
