you win You've got your grand piano You don't even play piano I'm the one who plays piano You don't even play piano, alright You part the waters The
you win. You've got your grand piano. You don't even play piano. I'm the one who plays piano. You don't even play piano. You part the waters, The same
Übersetzung: Cake. Sie Teil der Gewässer.
helps you win. You've got your grand piano. You don't even play piano. I'm the one who plays piano. You don't even play piano. You part the waters,
more Friend what is it that you seek What is it that you try to find Someday I hope you realized It shined in you all the time. Hills to climb,
want more Friend what is it that you seek What is it that you try to find Someday I hope you realized It shined in you all the time. Hills to climb,
possibly Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly [Trife Da God] Aiyo, first of all, you ain't worth
Dats wats happenin nigga. [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Ey mane you wanna rock gucci then that means you wanna die, Soon as you shop wit Shawty Lo, tell me what you
minute mutha fuckers turn timid It's the T-R-I-C-E can you feel that shit [Hook] Is you mutha fuckers ready Can you feel it? Can you feel that shit?
watch you take flight ...My nigga how does it feel? Ha ha! Yessur! [Verse 2] Nigga you don't know me I'm part Howard Hues, part horny, part holy First
way possibly Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly [Trife Da God] Aiyo, first of all, you ain
m a turn him out You know I love you like cooked food You know you fucking with a good dude You know you give good brain like you graduated from a good
him to let that bitch go Why you standin there? Posin you like Donna Karan wear Nigga save that, the same shit you had it last year You be runnin with
's ya boy Face Mob Started with an eight ball, gotta get this cake dawg Give niggaz a break, nah, you know how the game go Fuck you think I slang fo',
before you can start Like 1 part gangsterism with 1 part heart 2 parts of keeping it G and add you one hundred Milligrams of a killer, man and you'd
no way possibly Guns too big for you, to ever try stoppin' me Talk out your mouth, you better speak properly [Trife Da God] Aiyo, first of all, you ain
You say you seen more drugs den Dwayne Reid But I don't beleive you and nona ya people homey You can see far from evil Starin' at me ain't helping you