boys ride) Them boys ride (Them boys ride) Everybody get up Them boys ride (Them boys ride) Them boys ride (Them boys ride) Them boys ride (Them boys ride) Everybody get up
ride(them boys ride) everybody get up them boys ride (them boys ride) them boys ride (them boys ride) them boys ride (them boys ride) everybody get up
Übersetzung: Pitbull. Everybody Get Up [feat. Pretty Ricky].
Übersetzung: Pretty Ricky. Everybody Get Up.
: [feat. Rick Ross & T.I.] Yeah Yeah Dirty Money Ricky Ross [Rick Ross:] Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read Pretty face, thin waist with
burr I'm in the zone they keep on gettin offended But ain't did nothing wrong but tightened up all my business And now I'm making millions, everybody
the line and make me smoke sumting [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] You bless buddha, we get gouda You envy us, then we get 2s to shoot that fool up Ooze, when
Greatest! We Are The Greatest! We Are.... What's up??? What's up?? Are you ready for some radical rhythms? Reperesent in the extraordinary I want to see everybody
I'm fuckin with the lights Pretty bitch, lights on Ugly bitch, lights off I got money, I'm a boss Hustling like Ricky Ross Shit Faces down asses up That
Expecting more from Ratty I can't change I just wanna do it On the microphone just get into it Come on tonight from left to right Everybody now get
.5 cocked Keep it hood, everybody better hold they spot Niggaz think they hot but no they not, no Westside, the city where we ride The city where that niggy put that green up
fishing tackle And I saw more teeth on an apple Bitch you better ask uncle gus Or you and the rest of the clampett's will get fucked up Oh me? I talk
fishing tackle And I saw more teeth on an apple Bitch you better ask Uncle Gus Or you and the rest of the Clampett's will get fucked up Oh me? I talk
you the props but den I had to stop When you got hot 'cause I couldn't give you this lollipop When you finally grow up let me know Text Pretty Ricky
the side, now I'm fuckin' with the lights. Pretty bitch, lights on. Ugly bitch, lights off. I got money, I'ma boss; hustlin' like Ricky Ross! Yeah! Faces down, asses up
sound I'ma push up on ya slow Get ya right by the end of the night Do something sweet like massage ya feet And put Pretty Ricky CD on repeat Then get