I can't get over you. Nope. Can't get over you. Nope. I can't get over you. Street love. [Chorus] You're too hard to get over. And I don't want nobody
Übersetzung: Lloyd. Kann nicht über dich hinweg.
we don't know a thang You hit nigga you trippin, you think it's over you trippin Reload slap the clip in, back, back, strapped [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks
ain't over Shorty move like you wanna move, work it shorty Gon' do what you wan' do, twerk it for me Now get low, shorty work that back Now get low,
it then I can do it now, When we get em in we can ship em out. A Gucci briefcase dressed in a suit and tie, Cartier's you can tell that I. [Chorus] [
me feel good Ma you make me feel good Bitch you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good Bitch you make me feel good Ma you make me feel good Bitch you
boots the same color as mine If you read between the lines you can see that I want you I betcha I have you doin' what you said that you won't do Making
: [50 Cent] I, know, you, know I'm, on, fiiiii-re [Chorus: 50 Cent] If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me Oh - you wanna
gettin' no sleep You betta get used to it you know how we do it Shady Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit. [Chorus] We got action when you don't Show are
a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed Nigga you stunt, I pull out And you
a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but you
here reppin' they hood You don't even wear ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the assault
.J., don't look at me actin' like you don't know. Man let's go, no it's mah show, n' I'm on a roll, now you on da floor, homie let's go. Back spin on '
you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know cause you know
kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read
me babe You should be here with me babe (You should be) Girl you know you drive me (sing along) Girl you know you drive me crazy (You should be) You should
you bleed out, that little bit of thug in you You don't want to bump heads with me, and get hit up You, you ain't got what it takes to fuckin' get up
sense And I ain't been common since I slipped up and made these same promises Problem is: I can't keep them And we ain't even And you get your son back
