you would smell like me on the double oh no, now you know me we hook up then this on vatay splee (?) loco so my motive (?) as i hit the lotto banana
Intro: Myalansky (Joe Mafia) Damn, VA Hot as a bitch yo (word up) Common will state though (son, that shit is fucked up) Was in the court room the other
with crowbars, when I'm comin out of 4 cars Fillin so many maggots in me, Corleone tron Puerto Rico my homeland of the man sipping the motar My whole clique, G.I. Joe
3 dates and 6 banana splits I had it locked down we was tight but had this lil's problem though 'cos Wanda always acted funny when wit' Mary Joe but
Qu'est-ce que tu fais de moi? Je n'me reconnais plus J'aimais vivre avant toi Et je ne vis plus. Qu'est-ce que tu fais de moi? Je me foutais de tout
Laisse-moi dormir, laisse-moi dormir Jusqu'a plus de midi Cache-moi le soleil et casse-moi le reveil Il fait bon tout au fond d'mon lit Formidable, pas
Toi tu me fais de l'electricite Tu fais monter ma tension Pour pas tomber dans la lubricite Faudra que je fasse attention Tous les soirs tu m'allumes
Chaque fois que j'y pense, Ca m'avance a quoi? Dis, ca m'avance a quoi? Si, j'en reve, oh oh whoh Car j'en creve, oh oh whoh De rester sans toi Passer
Every time I wake up on my own I say a little prayer to bring you home I know you won't I know you won't You won't let me down Don't let me down Nobody
All the time I took to make it here, you're so unkind Everyone chose to let us in the back door Chose to let us in It's a crazy chord; they call it "
fadeaway Back to the corner, takin a bag of haze to face Basic flow, when I tried to get my cake to grow I hit the pawn shop and turn into Trader Joe
you to marry them there's no lights in the place you buy your jewelry from funeral fab, I'm just here to bury them [Joe Budden:] Reporting live from