Übersetzung: Jay, Fred. Hotel Hoodlums.
: (Frank Farian/Fred Jay) Bahama, Bahama Mama Got the biggest house in town Bahama Mama Bahama, Bahama Mama But her trouble's getting down Bahama Mama
Feat. Jay-Z) [Intro] ([Jay-Z]Best rapper alive) x4 [Jay-Z] Whoo!...Ladies and gentlemen... [Eminem] You're now about to witness the power of... [Jay-
: [Jay-Z] Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uh-uhh Uh-huh uhh, uhh, uhh Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! I, am, back, niggaz Ha ha ha ha ha.. uh-oh, uh-oh - whoo! Ladies and gentlemen
Young Weezle flow needles I can thread shirts Boy you ain't did shit I had done said worst Flip your fitted cap back like Fred Durst Uh, Fiji water OG
She said, "It's over" She said, "I want you no more" Over your shoulder And out through the door She's turning colder And I'm growing unsure Nobody told
a glitch in the computer nigga I'm the shit, I'm a sewer nigga This is Jay everyday, no days off, Ferris Bueler nigga [Beanie Sigel] B-Sig' Fred Kruger
you niggas Like a glitch in the computer nigga I'm the shit, I'mma sewer nigga This is Jay everyday, no days off Ferris Bueler nigga B Sig Fred Kruger
WIRING DEPT.; CAPP ST. FRED BESTALL; ERIC MUELLER; STEVE BLUSH; PAT FOLEY; JIM DUNBAR; MIKE HEALY; PAT HOED; JOHN JONES FOR BEING SUCH A STUD; JACKIE; STELLA; DEBBIE PASTOR; KEITH KELLER; CELEBRITY SKIN; FRED
WHAT AM I LIVING FOR Writers Art Harris, Fred Jay What am I living for if not for you, What am I living for if not for you, What am I living for if not
burst Young Weezle flow needles I can thread shirts Boy you ain't did shit, I had done said worst Flip your fitted cap back like Fred Durst Uh, Fiji water
[Intro] ([Jay-Z]Best rapper alive) x4 [Jay-Z] Whoo!...Ladies and gentlemen... [Eminem] You're now about to witness the power of... [Jay-Z] H, to the
{Oh Jay, pick up Hello Rodney? Fred Oh I'm sorry hi Freddy! What's the deal B-Rocker? Nuttin', I missin' you man Yeah, I miss you too girl I ain't seen
, security check soon my id's inspected, in the elevator waiting to get wrecked, open the door then get floored by the heat, you get passed a jay while
8 Mile White man thinks he's a black man's child So listen up you can fuck Jay-Z and Snoop And Dre and yes Fred Durst Heavy metal's back and it's here
got great lawyers for cops so dress warm Charges don't stick to dude he's Teflon I'm too sexy for jail like I'm Right Said Fred I'm not guilty, now gimme
spoon in my nose You know in my world now anything goes And you all want to be me, and I'll be gone in a week I'll hang out with Britney and Fred Durst
that I don't get plenty play Win Lose or Draw, I'm bookin whores, anyway As I get ready I'm steady if I go crazy I'd take Eddie If I was Fred, I think
