had enough? (Had enough) Oh oh, can't you see, I've had enough? (Had enough) Oh oh, can't you see, I've had enough? (Had enough) Baby, I've had enough
Übersetzung: Mr. Big. Had Enough.
ain't a case of right or wrong I'll put myself back up where I belong Chorus: Oh_can't you see I've had enough had enough I've had enough I don't forget
ain't a case of right or wrong I'll put myself back up where I belong Chorus: Oh- Can't you see I've had enough had enough I've had enough I don't
: [Mr. Ivan] Right now we got a lil' youngsta Lil' Doogie, from the B.G.'z Do what'cha gotta do mane Say what'cha gotta say Wayne [Lil' Wayne] The
bitch!) I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit Had it all goin on, but it didn't mean shit She wanted to be a star, with big cars and all
a lil somethin' now [Verse 1:] Mr. Big Dreams no tolerance Cut you at the house and haven't hollered since Get bored quickly He stay grown So the p-a-tron had
living, in a house with a fuckin elevator [Verse 1: Eminem] Haters gettin mad, they done had enough of Shady You slay me, nothin you say matters enough
:] Welcome to the slim shady Mecca Rebeca It's the village in New York right next to the Tribeca It's my sector homosexual dissector Come again, rewind selector I said nice rectum I had
the heat in my pants, uh [Ghostface Killah] Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough Word life to big
the heat in my pants, uh [Ghostface Killah:] Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick enough Word life to big
of all the things that I did All the money and fame, 8x10's of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame Colliding with big names that coulda made your
an indian, but not a navahoe (?), i smoke the big leaf in all the big beafs, my hair in two braid's, im the big chief, ladda da' buh bah! yeah, break
sponsorships that you thought had your back Yeah, you beat the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you You turn around then you shit on Shaq Who woulda knew, Mr.
his kiss But he was good with his tongue I called him Mr. Young One Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong Balls the size of ping-pong I had him souped like
black coup is V-12 as far as year I'm been rappin', reppin' the D-12, ask Proof As far as tears My face ain't big enough to relate How many bodies gone
sicc state of mind as I premedi-tiz-ate Fifty-one-fifty as my brain liquifies Every swig a nigga takes crazy thoughts intensifies I'm ready to ride, I'm Mr
show her how that thing really feel It's really ill what the dilly with T-Boz and Chili? I'd rather have this big dick than a Big Willie Cause TLC know
