windshield I could see my future change And my heart hit like a hammer And my thoughts were runnin' wild Any fool can make a baby But it takes a man to raise a
Shield I could see my future change And my heart hit like a hammer And my thought were running wild Any fool can make a baby But it takes a man to raise a
Übersetzung: Young, Chris. Es braucht einen Mann.
window Shield I could see my future change And my heart hit like a hammer And my thought were running wild Any fool can make a baby But it takes a man to raise a
gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple niggas That I'm always winning
(let me know) Let me see if you can run it, run it girl indeed I can run it, run it [2x] (Chris come on man ... ) [Chris Brown] You'll see Girl I can
get served. Lil' Chris, said run it, So I ran and told her. I'm a cash money young'n, Bird-man junior. Just a president, looking for a minor occurrence
otherwords it's really easy new album coming soon and I'm calling it graffiti they're yellin calm down chris please take it easy... I am taking it easy but they do not believe me is it
Shorty know how to work it like a model She get it poppin' like a cork on a bottle Baby if you was a car I'd put your doors in the air like a Murcielago
find now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet But uh, sometimes you jus gotta let it out Young angel and young ryan You know what it is, uh [Drake:] Look
find now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet But uh, sometimes you jus gotta let it out Young angel and young ryan You know what it is, uh [Drake:]
and move I'm a nigga that stay bending the rules Take a real good luck at a crook, and remember this dude Now keep that talk to a minimum, cuz niggaz
like she neva had befo datz a fact Sexy thick pretty yea she p.h.a.t. phat Pretty high and tempted I think I'm a take a bite of dat I want u to sit in
I make it 360 soon as I double pump it, got a silver sniper rifle so I really shoot a jumper Cross the game up dawg take it to the bucket Say he like
ha For the 9-6 Shy Shyheim, ya know Immature, and we got a little something for y'all Check it out Romeo: Let me take you on a ride To a place, where
fix him No prescription, you could prescribe to subside his affliction He's not a sane man, more like reign man twitchin' You can't rain dance on his
knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya Am I frightenin ya? Shall I continue? I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song I let it hum to ya
chop it, bag it, stash it, stack it Get in, get out - that's a O.G.'s classic 900-Hustler, you pass it around Wanna speak to me direct, hit extension
