no No no no What they told me [Chorus:] People use to tell me this could neva happen now I just smile and grin This is what they told me I told it would
no no No no no What they told me [Chorus:] People use to tell me this could neva happen now I just smile and grin This is what they told me I told it
Übersetzung: Pretty Willie. Dies ist, was sie mir erzählte,.
casualties, got stopped in traffic Had a warrant, so they gaffled me But while I'm gone, watch my business and my back for me My enemies think they got me crossed they
cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata Po-po under pressure too, they know what they
floor in the round [Bridge] People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me be
will buy it for the picture And niggas will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister Magazine paper girl But money ain't the issue They bring
drop, bitches will buy it for the picture and niggas will buy two and claim they got it for they sister magazine, paper girl, the money aint the issue. they
deal with the blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Niggas who never met me threaten me, want to gillete me Coming off soft, I got
Lindsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya Who'da knew the buddah do to me what it's done Such cynicism when this isn't in my system Blunt hypnotism
But This Time I Got The Remix Its Better This Time Yea Can U Believe This Catch Em In The Club When This Shit Come On Have Them Scream In The Buildin
chase me, I'm chasing the moon Before I left the premise, saw two more bitches They told me they was witches, told me hop on they broom I did, and then
Hill, light the Marley spliff Run! I will not get bagged on the rock Run! I seen what happened to Un, they bad with they cops Run! They am' shit, plan
dreams The worm-gnawed fruit of all your pretty schemes Between heaven and hell all is not what it seems From what I've heard it's a pretty cool place
Son, Im not loaning you any money Jackson: What! What? Is that what you think this is about? Dad, Dad I am hurt, This has nothing to do with borrowing
tried ta kill me When the news get to the hood then niggas will be hotter than cayenne pepper, cuss, bust Kickin up dust is a must I can't trust a cracker
with me You got nobody left but me Oh accept me, don't reject me, don't forget me Mamma, what colour will the lights be? Will they turn blue on me? [