I've heard all you're gonna say this time I guess I've kind of lost my mind I'll try to decide where to go from here Someone must have left, turned out
Übersetzung: Slick Shoes. No More Words.
I've heard all you're gonna say this time. I guess I've kind of lost my mind. I'll try to decide where to go from here. Someone must have left, turned
them two nines Made the club moist, shattered the windows Dustheads runnin (yo) The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin [Redman] Yo The words you talk, that'll be the words
A beautiful beautiful dream! Ok dreams over! I've got to have these! Miley: Wait there's more! Lily: ANOTHER CLOSET? What size shoe do you wear? Miley
Jay-Z] Uh, more than a hustla I'm the definition of it Master chef, Lord of the kitchen cupboard More than a street legend, homey it's hova More than
Outro: Method Man] Yeah, Big M-E-F, Staten Island Advance, motherfuckers Word up, don't ever count me out, just count me the fuck in I'll be back for more
She said she was lookin for a certain man Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand The family ran around with their heads in the air Bringin her shoes
? I bounce as hard as Bronsen Every time you take the toe out yo shoes I be bawling with brotha's from your project apartment For talkin' slick wit' you I got more
steel Assemble More hip-hop greats, youknowhatI'msayin'? Big Daddy Kane, KRS-One, Kool G. Rap, Super Lover Cee Biz Markie, Heavy D, Lady Kazaam, Special Ed Slick
like Whoopee I run with sturdy clicks, I'm never hittin' dirty chicks Got thirty five bodies, buddy, don't make it thirty six Step to this you're good as gone, word
meaning as I leak out And seek out, a three the hard way endeavor Pete Nice, search, produced by Sam Sever Livin' in my shoes boy, this is not shoe
She said, she was lookin' for a certain man Who could bring her the shoe like the one in her hand The family ran around with their heads in the air Bringin' her shoes
a cherry I always eat what you think I ain't got no shoes on my feet, I'm from down the street, huh Now cats ride around New York with the slick hot
brawl And all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And
damn sure be workin' for me or else you're fucked Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar Dope game got me like this, certify high Smokin' more
A beautiful beautiful dream! Ok dreams over! I?ve got to have these! Miley: Wait there?s more! Lily: ANOTHER CLOSET? What size shoe do you wear? Miley
Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all. We going to swing it like this... I'm right in front of my front steps
