alone Everybody wants to be like you When it all boils down and all this ends You turn around and you got no friends Everybody wants to be like you
Übersetzung: Schnee. Everybody Wants Um Like You.
not alone Everybody wants to be like you When it all boils down and all this ends You turn around and you got no friends Everybody wants to be like you
her she wants to go to Somalia to adopt another baby you know what I say? No You better save some of them kids from Madonna she needs all the publicity she can get you want
you be suprised by the size of my hostler, bitch The reason why I be dissin' y'all niggas is cause y'all 0 for 6 You hero head muthafuckas, I'll expose
run in snow. You know it and you knew before so much dough I shut down the store, hoes hoes I birdfeed these bitches like they like were crows, i pull
Sleazy and I think you outta know this! Everybody rip everybody else off Everybody rip everybody else off Everybody rip everybody else off Everybody rip, rip everybody off Think you
baby, you're Christmas Eve if you like what you see me won't you come sit on my knee? tell me everything that you want cause, baby, I'm your Santa Claus
trails obsessing and threatening you In you, you'll find the strength to move Mountains made of snow and ice standing in your way You have dodged
D baby) You know I do Grubbin' on some pork rinds, kickin' out them sex rhymes Everybody wants to be my friend But I can't be your friend no, unless you
in his eyes and you knowed you was wrong. He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know. He could preach hot hell or freezin' snow. He carried a
floor You can test me, Snow, we got the glass for sho Get your mind on your money, cuz you playing with you dough Bitches who ready to go, say you moving
should be And if we vote it rains - know how wet we want it to be And if we vote it snow - know how deep we want it to get But the sun gon' shine 99
you shake it, it snow. I told her never let a sucker nigga take off her clothes Better wait till you're grown, when they love you, you'll know. Everybody
know what nice is I was 60 I have flow-itis I like my weed green and my hoe's dyke-ish You know you like this Young kid'll live by goldie advice's Pimp
know you could be bitchy You know what I'm sizzlin? Ol' boy, I know I ain't the only one that know you could be bitchy Do your research before you down
were Christmases when you were mine I've been doing fine without you, really Up until the nights got cold And everybody's here, except you, baby Seems like
fact nigga you can just ask me (me) A little over aggressive, yeah I just might be But half the niggaz in the hood just like me (damn!) You wonder why
