way of loving makes me feel so good I could sing My baby's sly way of loving makes me feel so good I wanna sing Yes, I feel just like a millionaire When
Übersetzung: BB King. Feel Like A Million.
sly way of loving makes me feel so good I could sing My baby's sly way of loving makes me feel so good I wanna sing Yes, I feel just like a millionaire
Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a
Now who could be a thug but so professionally? Kayzie B-O-N-E Always kept it real and never once tried fake Cause I can make a million And still don
and I'm a really let a muthafucka feel it, when I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really wanna test (come and test), you can bet that I'm a
: (feat. Remy Ma, Trina, Lil' Mo & Jacki-O) [Trina:] Yes! I Am The Queen. Feed Me Diamonds. I Donat Need A King A Couple Mill, Work The Bling, Plus
Not only NYC I'm hip hop's savior So after this flow you might owe me a favor When Kingdom Come, You ready? The King will Come, I'm ready I'm ready Now everywhere I go they like
a Robb Report Bout a high speed Porsche, i.e. You niggaz ain't know how to floss 'til I came through the door like "Eric B. for Pres," respect me in
real niggaz would be If we united, a nation of thugs, who could fight it? You was caught in a wild homicide, or were you crucified like the son of God
B you doin your thing I say playa I should I play hard like the Notorious rapper Slash B.I.G. slash Christopher King of New York the Emperor Slash
trynna grind for a fly gangsta in his prime Keep ya eye on me And quarter ounces ridin' from my project buildin' I'm livin' grimy lookin' like a million
] Satisfaction [Chorus: Voice] Yeah, blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun B-b-blow me a shotgun It gives me (satisfaction) [Verse 1: Ludacris] Can
' lyrical bombs up in ya' hood, Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want? I even got a little rock 'n'
come to learning to add, I teach my brother for free In school I never wanted a A, or wanted a B I wanted a G, now all the G's wanna be me Hold up my
all feel Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven mill If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less ends I'd most likely have a lot less friends You know what
