you got to me and you know it I believe you won't let go I believe you got to me I know that you feel it too Got to me, got to you Looking at you sitting
Übersetzung: Squeeze. Got To Me.
these niggas slippin' Every hood we think they be in we dippin' Even through people, all through people yard Believe me - tonight they goin' to (??) We ridin' all night, finally got
playin' wit me First Verse: Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef Tragedy, homicide, battle me
-five me, but I just give em high threes Cause y'all don't get two, touch me, I'm the shit Sue me if you got a issue, grab a tissue Mediocrity is odd
a nigga spit when im on it im like more money got to give it to me baby i need more money got to give it to me gurl gurl Chorus I got money and lots
, I'm getting paper, I'm flashy They like me better when I'm fucked up and ashy My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me
life with a pistol in my palm and a wrist full of ice, you can call me the don. [chorus] Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you You put a hit on me
flame throwin I stuff two different caliber shells in my revolver Thirty eight, thirty two, Ross you got a problem Start me I'll never stop I'm layin at your mama's spot Squeeze
they rich to me this shit funny i no u see me coming cus on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim
flame goin'. (flame goin'...) I stuff two different caliber shells in my Revolver .38 and .32 long ones, you gotta problem? ! Start me, I'll never stop, I'm layin' atcha momma spot Squeeze
me, turn your back on me But you'll regret it, that's right you messed up homie You should've killed me. [Rick Ross:] When ya hatin on me cause I'm elevatin
me, turn your back on me But you'll regret it, that's right you messed up homie You should've killed me. [Rick Ross:] Why ya hatin on me cause I'm elevatin
yo' dickstand or put yo' pussy in yo' hand! You want it, we got it!" [Mr. Mixx cuts:] "Fuck me baby!" "Ooh daddy, beat me!" "Come on and eat me baby
get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl) [Fresh Kid Ice] I'm the only man that can rock your world [Brother Marquis] Come with me and let me (
edit Got to thank the Lord that He's helped me find my feet Oh praise the Lord he give me power to defeat If you give me stoneness they got to give me
make em' die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket Help me get'it See me and pray for
you [Pac] Hold it down [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got you Yo Makaveli they can't stop you [Pac] Hold it down [Kas] Killuminati and we got you, got