's just like me a g To want something so bad em c It's just like me a g To want what I can't have em c It's just like me a g Instrumental
Übersetzung: Til Tuesday. Just Like Me..
daddy in the Caddy The F-E-Ds smashed me Picture they thought they had me BG shinin so hard that they tryin to harrass me But they let me go, cause we
I follow (Say what?) But you won't see me tonight No you won't see me tomorrow [Nas] Thinking of me you gettin the chills Like a rush through your body
just yet baby) I'm surprised you tried to compromise and not supply me with The pleasure of touching you tenderly, at least a tit Shit, a nipple or something, Just
Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work Could you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair
me, Like I'm transparent, Made it clear, That I was just there, to run an errands, Told her friends, I was a son from her last marriage, Sent me up to
out the back room Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me Cab just missed me, plus them goochie frames, foul,
that quiet While I shout, I'm bout that paper player no doubt When I run my mouth, just set me out Give me some?, Give me some? Where I'm from? Memphis
m OUTTA HERE Take a loss, come back up just like Coco Grier Ain't got to worry bout yo' potnah gettin caught like a lame It won't be over til that big
til it's gone Til it's gone Til it's gone You never miss it til it's gone Til it's gone Til it's gone You never miss it til it's gone Til it's gone Til
on heat today The whole city getting stiff in the building heat. I just want to make contact with you Oh that's all I wanna do I just want to make contact
this industry I'm a be the same tip til the end of me Thats something you know automatically if you a friend of me Question that will think other wise now you offend me
Like My Daddy, Stuntin Like My Daddy Stuntin Like My Daddy, I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy Im The, Young Stunna, Stuntin Like My Daddy Stuntin Like My
all niggaz dressin like y'all goin to church Either me and my homies get in lookin like this or we skert (errrrrrrrrr) and if they bullshittin, we just
own moves, call me the mayor monday night u know things change with time magic city back lookin like eighty-nine All the homies on the southside up in the Ritz Tuesday
my body Excuse me miss, I don't mean to sound like a jerk But I'm feelin' just a little stressed out from work Would you punch me in the stomach and