now Get out your seats, and put your drinks down What we 'gon do, is party right now Get out your seats, and put your drinks down Drag, can I drive your
Übersetzung: Drag-On. Put Your Drinks Down.
party right now Get out your seats, and put your drinks down What we gon do, is party right now Get out your seats, and put your drinks down [Drag-On and girl] Drag
Williams} and I pray you choke on the next dick down your throat, for turnin on me [Chorus] [2Pac] I put Jenny Craig on your fat ass, you fat troll
dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your pants
down so (Well let's try and keep it down) Uh-I'll keep her, uh, keep it, keep it down, I'll keep it down [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Hey I can hardly
live in agony Is there life after breakfast? Yes there is, after breakfast Cheer up some, put on the kettle There's no point in being down[?] Make your
He'd clear the floor, had more to drink, started dancing around, balancing beer on the top his head, singing at top of his voice until he fell arse over tip on
years of my life) You must regret the day that you left me (You dropped her down and I picked it up, she's mine) (All your dis' was dragging me down)
on dics adn vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and Dickies It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on
think you ready for a fair one, pay your token, On my soul train, control your brain, Buck Town representative break it down like a key of cocaine, Drink
splits, rub your tits Yeah, I like the freaky shit So give it up to me straggla Fuck the cheese and bragger Before I knock her out, beat her down and drag
niggas better find out who's your man It don't work in the hood you could fool your fans Few bullets in your jeans soon to ruin your plans Then I show
gangsta party Drinkin Don Pereon Dry Gin and Barcardi In California the home of real pimp and players with the raw dough Down to the bone on the streets or on
don't bite I'll talk no fight, shut the fuck up, put down the mic Thinkin' you're bad 'cause you're not polite Ese you're weak like your name in the streets
gangsta party Drinkin Don Pereon Dry Gin and barcarrdi In California the home of real pimp and playas with the raw doe Down to the bone on the streets or on
