Übersetzung: Joe Cousin. Begin Woman.
difficile a battre comme un gaucher Rap de boucher, residus de crack dans la cuisine Hotel de luxe, limousine Chez nous y a pas de mains aux fesses ni de wesh, wesh cousine
: [Voice message] Bushido on dit quoi? Ici c'est le tyran de Paris je viens d'ecouter tes nouveau sons et ils dechirent gravent cousin. Faut enchainer
re the little bastard of that brother of mine Trying to trick a poor old woman 'Til I almost had a weakness Last week Cousin Florence Bit your Uncle Joe
St. Pauli schlagt den HSV * JA GENAU! Mit Geschick und Sachverstand leite ich den Drachenzuchter-Dachverband und den Sportclub, meine Gang ist fetter wie mein Cousin
wie St. Pauli schlagt den HSV JA GENAU! Mit Geschick und Sachverstand leite ich den Drachenzuechter-Dachverband und den Sportclub, meine Gang ist fetter wie mein Cousin
in the car long And the Faygo is almost gone My nuts are kinda hard so I need a mate So my homeboy's cousin set me up with a blind date She said "Pick
just to see my shit, discharge puss I drop the stellar, even acapella I got to tell all about Roc-A-Fella [Chorus: Fat Joe] Yeah, bring it on if you
: (Alien Abductees Soundtrack) (Music by Frederick Reed and Jeff Buckley, Lyrics by Joe Tripician) Well the aliens are coming They're coming while
I?mma take, I?mma take, I?mma take this one for the team one fat ass, one flat ass n-gga hit the switcheroo on my black ass ever seen Joe?s jeans on a
changed Still buck too buck North Memphis area Where I'm from you heard of us haters getting scarier My cousin Quan in the penitentiary and my Uncle Joe
my money wil arrange it. I am not fukkin fina aim it. But dat nina raw shout for me when I'm angry. Yeah hollygrove beeyaatch. Sloppy like joe ya bettah
To the heart of Harlem Big sister had a group And they'd sit out on the stoop And Lordy could they harmonize (Oh yeah) My cousin Joe could blow Just
behind me in the back seat Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?" "Is it Bob or Joe or
[Wyclef:] Late at night the light was bright on the ave I went to pick up cash from my cousin little Kev He told me Joe had a dream in jail he got steamed
behind me in the back seat Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie? Is it Bob or Joe or Walter
play with those quack MC's, someone's been sittin in my chair And I'ma wash that crank right outta my hair Shampoo but, I'm down with the Nubian Nut, Joe
want beef then my money will arrange it..i am not fuckin finna aim it! but dat nina rush shout for me when im angry..yah!, hollygrove biatch! sloppy like joe
