Übersetzung: Motownphilly. Boys II Men.
think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael
My crew the cleanest, we the grittiest, back the meanest chick Get the Nafis dip, bouncers at the door clear the path It's Nafis forever clique [Boys II Men
s like bringin a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test Your chest in the line of fire witcha thin-ass vest You bringin them Boyz II Men, HOW them boys gon
Jack City, on s'la joue gangsta Boys in the hood nous a tous fait pleurer Fresh et menace, on a tous kiffe Premier baiser sur les sons de Boys II men
You got the, key to the city but the latch is on I gots it locked, bringin the noise bringin the Funk Doctor Spock Bringin my boys bringin you lungs
! Everyting blows up When black folks rose up Don't guess, yes, I blast your ass Sufferin succotash! L.A., New York, and my 'Motownphilly' friends We gotta turn these Boys II Men
: (from "Men In Black II Soundtrack) Intro: (Come Come on) (Come on Come Come on M-I-B) (The Black Suits Comin) (The Black Suits Comin) I'm Comin...
spirit that you fill for me Even though it won't change a thing Cause this will be the last time we're making love I talk a good game so my boys could
Hummers My crew the cleanest, we the grittiest, back the meanest chick Get the Nafis dip, bouncers at the door clear the path It's Nafis forever clique [Boys II Men
why you had to go, go I know it's better on the other side, you were chosen from the start never gon let you go, [Boys II Men] This the kind of song
Mike Beck Drop that beat Chorus: Now how you end up in this fucked up situation (Momma used to say) Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take your time young men
niggas Gimme a second, dogs, I got us, I swear to God Feel this shit right here Ayyo, from Boyz II Men to the End of the Road Yo, we boys to the end
You got some beef nigga Yeah nigga, yeah nigga We keep the dope cookin And where I'm from grown men don't take no ass whoopins Yeah nigga, yeah nigga Go get yo boys
Countin' dollars and them cents Kick your door down and have you tryin' to jump your own fence Chorus Second verse: You haters ain't no friend of mine Boys
would have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine? And walk off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep stickin' niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men
would have these hits? Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine And walk off with your shit like it's mine? I'ma keep sticking niggas until I'm livid I'll rob Boys II Men
bringin' a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test Your chest in the line of fire with ya thin ass vest You bringin' them Boyz II Men, how them boys gon'
