ve got a big black car Nothing can hurt me Nothing can touch me Why should I care? Drivin a gas It ain't gonna last The lights above, oh yes I see the stars
Übersetzung: Big Star. Big Black Car.
straight ride and cant get off Lets all get a stolen car And roll through they ward When it's dark We spark, pull up then draw You done falled in war Got in a big
a raising star, pass me the guard I'm bout that war, and these Hot Boys going take this shit far leave yo block hot like tar, four deep in a black car
go to waste We gonna get you an apartment, honey We gonna get you a car Yeah, we gonna take care of you darling We gonna make you a movie star For years
GOD, Tripod in the arnarge It's so hard I can charge it on the gold card or black card I'm a be in Italy when they pop your noodles Nigga 7 star shit
talk to me till she see my car. Never had sez with a rich rap star Till I got her in the back of my homeboy's car. Tell me, why do we live this way
been beggin me to end it My attorney on Brickle wit a big popsicle who aint neva had a hard time aimin at tha middle MY NBA All Star who make it wit
I'm a do it big big big big Big big big Do it big big big big Big big I'm a do it big And it'll only get better I can show you better than I tell ya I
Now I don't know that much about you But I like you, because you're true blue I had a blue dream about a blue star In it I drove there in my blue car
: I am a bottle Jack! I'm yellow, white and black. I am a cow. Big and smelly, Baby! I am a DVD! I am your ugly knee. I am chemisty. I am so lonely
: I am a bottle, Jack! I am yellow, white and black. I am a cow. Big and smelly, Baby! I am a DVD! I am your ugly knee. I am chemisty. I am so lonely
and let me off the chain. I'm off the chain. I'm like a rap star Minus the money and the record deal Bitch I'm whippin' in a piece of crap car. But I
donc desormais je la toise. I am Somebody... A l'heure qu'il est, j'ecris ce titre le coeur rempli de periples, Sur mon Black Berry car Barak m'a fait
[Diddy:] Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big) And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out) If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the
down open up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black
(sample)] Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me) Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt Toney Starks Radio right here Mama got a big butt, mama got a big
