Does one eighty-five I lost my license Now I don't drive I have a limo Ride in the back I lock the doors In case I'm attacked I'm making records
e te, tranne te, tranne te! Tranne te, rap futuristico! (Redman) Yo! I said remaking the takeover I got a fly girl ask my chouffer when i hop out of
me through So I bought a gun one day and I came running after you Living on the road, playing scumfuc rock 'n' roll I'm on the road and I haven't got
t Move Just Give It Up Smooth G Unit Motherfucker You Move,I'll Flash My 2 And Blast My 2 G Unit Nigga,You Don't Know Me And I Don't Know You, You Think
If you don't like me, then don't listen to me Lord knows I spit that G that have you coming out your clothes I'm a professional when I become sexual You
the hood but i don't owe them niggas shit, smilein' all up in my face like i don't know them niggas sick, but i can care less, i'm on the album and i
without a view hey, heard you read another book should I take another look who am I without you? hey, could you stand another drink i'm better when I don't
It's all so clear, I could never forget, Sara, Sara, Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret. I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, I
on. Yeah, that's the one by me, yo. Yeah. [the beat starts] They just don't know, I'm in the strip club tonight. I ain't seen allo' y'all comin' in
: [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I won't take a bitch to my house Don't have to see where I'm livin', uh-uh, that's out! If you want to splak, I know you
rush I'm like pure cocaine I have the whole night club goin insane No matter how rich I get I'm never gonna change I will let it rain push me I let it rain I
They say I'm not the same it's cause I'm filthy mayne I'm off the chain, I don't play no games I'm hustlin hard homie I do my thang You fuck with the
People always talkin 'bout My reputation~! I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em, I don't love 'em I don't care, what
t you stop Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all
I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with these clown
, don't stain my floor mats Where's your baby mama? She in the truck and I'm blessin her Undressing her Make hop out for air re-freshener I ain't stressing
right? And listen to me... And shut up mansion when I'm doin' right here, right? Okay, I'm in Harlem... And no fo' sho' you don't know it. Harlem looks
Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make Me Feel Good..! [Chorus:] When I'm Gone Girl I Miss You, When I'm At Home I Get With Ya I Be Right Back
