you back) I love you baby, no you don?t You drive me crazy, that?s right I?ll never betray thee, uh I love you baby, c?mon I love you baby, no you
Übersetzung: Black Rob. Ich liebe dich Baby.
; you know it, if you really want it You really want it, you really want it If, you really want it, if you really want it If, you really want it, if you
I never told you that Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies
I blow four charges if I do-own (come on!) My fiends going to the rehab like Winehouse. You know I got my shine's out love they way the wezzey look Rob
by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten
that nigga with that leather face, fool I gotta get mine, and if you stall, then I'm gunnin' Just work your job, get paid. I'll rob ya See, a nigga creep
that I'm alone I feel the lonely brokenness Of all the wicked avenues I've ever sold my love on All these moments of meekness and trembling subsided I
they rob Sha Born 'til then they snatch you, axe you Play the squid-ad, we gettin at you And we don't wanna rap to you, it's not kosher It's not a code
to you? i?m highly relatable and biodegradable i thought we was unfadeable slaves to machinery, is that the way to go? i don?t need you to fuck 24/7 i guess that computer love i
you know what that is - lunch meat And I know I can be better than this I gotta get me a car, man I gotta get a girl I know I can do it out there, man
loved my necklace, started relaxin Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awe-some Baby, I don't play all
away No, you can't play these games, you aint my lady no more You can't play these silly games with me , you ain't my lady 4x baby I just can't
your career stop at [Nas] Aiyyo I drink to that I'm like a dictionary, y'all rappers exam me You ballet? They read your obituary, in front your family You
here dawg Mad money out here What you tryin to get it? (Word up) You gonna bust your gun to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you [DMX] Uhh, I
hop man ain't no 401K I got my MPC I'll see you one day [Verse 2: Rob Base] ("Hit it!") I'm still here, still flippin flows Still rippin shows, Rob Base
love baby.. Verse 1: (Ruk) <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Aiyo, I zone out feelin' like I'm in Capone's house starin
Man) Whoa, like Black Rob, go Catch me in the West Wing, I might "Rob Lowe" Yes, I can (yes, I can can) tap your jaw And tell whatever chick that I'm
