Whoa yah ho yah ho yah yah yah yah yah Yah I kill what I mean Yah I kill what I meat When I die won't you berry me Cause I berry-ed you baby deep
? Fucking die in it if you dare Yeah yeah... Yeah I kill what I need Yeah I kill what I needed When I die won't you berry me Cause I berried you
Übersetzung: Hole. Berry.
machine? Fucking die in it if you dare Yeah yeah... Yeah I kill what I need Yeah I kill what I needed When I die won't you berry me Cause I berried
still feel hatred I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y But catch me down the Westside, drivin like Halle Berry
caught the 86 Lithonia headed to Decatur Writing rhymes tryin ta find our spot off in that light Light off in that spot, known that we could rock Doin the hole
I touch butts all day Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me And let your knees touch your nostrils Show me that big ol' brown booty hole, let me
pass me But one ricochette off the wall to come ask me Am I scared of him or the "nigga that blast me" Or maybe just the hammer that goes to be a hole
Das ist meine Lebensweisheit / nach genugend Jagermeister / Fahr ich mit der Rolltreppe / neben der Karriereleiter wieder in den Keller runter / Hole
: (Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe) We were little boys We were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, opie mouth. Question
You try steppin into my city I'll, Snipe em like Wesley So you best be on your way, I'm doper than Marion Berry, hey Wake up everyday and make-up rhymes
forty-five. Now all these new found feds tryin to edited me. Now who?s the first to write me? like you that ain?t like me. even hally berry couldn?t
Murphy Lee the ashtray, I touch butts all day Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me And let your knees touch your nostrils Show me that big ol' brown booty hole
I keep it sharper than the long 'chete Far from a snitch nigga who call Teddy I click triggers, how you more ready and switch bigger Than more berry,
, I?m gettin' money Chop the hand of the man, who try to take from me My guns go 'pow' from Brook to Moscow Tear a hole in your biddad for messin' wit
fat man well fed Left to right all night, the chick's outta sight I broke my lamp shade in half because I don't use a light Man, she's juicy like a berry
