last 4Ever Can you live with it? Lovin' me for life To have and hold 4Ever Baby, ride or die 'til death do us part Let's make it last 4Ever Make it last 4Ever
Übersetzung: Vinton, Bobby. 4ever (Lil 'Mo feat. Fabolous).
Übersetzung: Lil 'Mo. 4ever.
(feat. Fabolous) [Lil' Mo] Baby, I'm at the point in my life when I'm tired of playing games. I'm ready to settle down I'm ready to buy a house And
' around ... 'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'mback, BITCH! To let yo' punk ass know that I can really dick 'emdown, 'cause I'm a .. [Chorus 4x:] [Mr
, get up and get it) You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up (Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it) [In the 4th line of hook] Get up and
Bone:] It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin
ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped in, than slipped the clip in, mistakin' the bloody victims Ever if ya test nuts
just how I gotta have it [Chorus] [Verse 3: Petey Pablo] So damn hot but so young. Still got milk on ya tongue Slow down lil one And you ain't got it
ain't gotta fuck Ray Ray's broke ass no mo' (Work it mo' juke it mo' pump it mo, Chi-town mo' let's go mo') [Ellie Mae] My name is Ellie Mae from Mobile
Im gonna handle this one cause see I live for the funk and I love the funk. [Chorus x4] The prince of Tee, Gangsta B, a funky crown on Lil E and Tony
blood (what???) She told me that her baby-daddy was a thug Now it is wat it is and it was how it was I'm hollin lil mama like wat Money mo stacked tryin
with' about 4 bitches now take yo' pick I must admit my niggas pimps be still respectable Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival
vanishing Undo this manana then, throw away this can and then Back to poppin mo and blow and dro and money handlin' You and your lil' posse can not stop
that Big Mo, I drink that Pimp c Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C I sip that Big Mo, I drink that pimp c Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace
quantities of blow And enough flow to keep my lil boy belly full But when that little bit run out Pray your card don't get pulled Should my path ever
the yard, bitch It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen
Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh Yeah [Verse 4: Petey Pablo] So damn hot -n- so young. Still got milk on ya tongue Slow down lil one And you ain't got it all Hey
