You know I love it when the beat gets the breaking You know I love it when your body gets the shaking Hey boy wanna hang with me, yeah Hey boy can't
Übersetzung: Fan 3. Hey Boy.
ya Hey Boy wanna ride with me (yea) Playboy like what you see (ah ha ah ha) But first you gotta shake your money maker Shake (Hey boy, Playboy, Hey Boy
da anni 3 tutti si fanno una canna tranne me mica ti farai una canna, fanne 3! io l'ho detto ho 30 anni e di fan ne ho 3 scrivo albi speciali come grande
come get it Now who 'gon stop me block me pop lock me knock me Jamaica posse most high Haile Selassie Allah willin, another sound boy killin I'm hot bitch
of your friends, test once son never again Get defensive cause I'm out to offend Mad with raps, causing every fan to clap A white boy who beats rappers
my junkyard dog shit Viagra swagga, fuck all yall shit haha, hey, Mike stop the beat Hear the money talk and it talking about me, huh White boy fresh, skinny ass pants Boy
I'm way hotter than you. [Verse 1:] Hey, Tip and Timbaland back up on they shit again got your bitch attention cos' I'm cooler than a ceiling fan. Hey
m cool on you Boy I'm C double O... L Can't you tell that I'm cool on you That I'm cool on you That was cold what you did to me (Hey, Hey, Hey) Ha, I
[Master P] Hey ma [repeat 3X] Hey ma, you want a lil' or a lot [Chorus: Master P - repeat 2X] Shake it for me shorty, work what you got I ain't gon'
that's it I'm still talkin' shit -=- CuT -=- I told you that nigga was crazy E boy, that's my boy, godamnit -=- CuT -=- I got a fable that you need
: This boy has to take another day of goin' to school he doesn't want to so he sits on the back of the bus knowin' that he has the school blues Verse3
wives And leave me and Slug here to play with these bitches You know I spit the sickest sickness since syphilis Mixed with malaria, fuck it, the more the merrier B-Boy, D-Boy
trey Tourin' to wild screams, the third son's born Swarm to the lyrics 'cause Serch is your father Screamin' "Hey ladies", why bother? Sons, slim ones flee from the 3
about to lose control REPEATx1 Verse 3 [Playalitical] Why you panicking When I got that panoramic plan That man you standing by's a scam From Kazakhstan a fan
playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Eiht'll get crazy, kill like the Terminator) (Who's playing all that damn loud-ass music out there?) (Boy
me what ya got) I'm like, hey we cocked a lot (hey we cockin a lot) Chamillitary niggaz run the spot (Chamillitary mayne) "Hey" - [7X] [Verse 2 - Famous
is over work it! Miley: "Bettyburghs address"!?! Oliver: Oh, ho, ho...Boy, did you make her look DUMB! Miley: "PLANT ONE ON HER NOW BIG BOY"!? oliver
