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Перевод: Cha Cha. Он любит.
1] [Repeat 2] [Repeat 3] [Repeat 2] Repeat 3 [Cha Cha] What she likes, he likes What she likes, he likes What she likes, he likes What she likes, he likes
flyest chick, with the phattest whip And run her all night, like a burger with a chip And if it's all good then i feature it again Like a fix remix
f/ backbone, Bone Crusher Yeah hook Early morning to late night, HEY!!! Gonna give it to ya', just like you like, HEY!!! Lettin' the world know just
dance wit' cha' Shawty really, want me to come home wit' her Chargin' five hundred, but I ain't got it to give her Put my paper down, cut her up like
a couple of packs now he's doubling back- wards and he's stumblin' back Slipped and fell, hit his back Boom Heard something go crack Now he's up in the bathroom like he
never knew i could remind me so much of my mama i cut you like (darma??) pull the butcher knife you ya the size of saw board im like the fuckin rex on
he accidentally gets his Adam's apple sliced (No!) And while this is going' on His son just woke up and he just walks in She panics and he gets his throat
a missile launcher and a bunch a contra-ban, van full of ganja, now come on jump, man stop moshin Marshall on my God ya, doin’ the cha cha and the Cucaracha
I'm focus now I'm focus now [Verse 1] He use to touch me, love me, hug me,kiss me, Hold me everyday. I never thought that i'd be finding out That you
you aint getting money then you aint got nothing for me Tell me somethin (tell me somthin) Where yo boss at? (where yo boss at?) Where my ladies up in there that like to talk back? (that like to talk back) I wanna see ya ( I wanna her her) I’d like to meet cha
we got cha opin!!! Hook: Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid
we got cha opin!!! Hook: Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid
like roaches, that's keepin the crowd movin (HAA!) Mr and the dancers, who said "Culture consumin?" Never face, he ????? ????? and strength Cos I can terminate, like
now, and the way we put it down, make a nigga wonder what he really gonna try now What'cha really wanna do? Just place your bet, and put'cha money where
talk, let me pull it out to add another angle in there Let me ride the back of yo ass like a camel in there Pussy hot like she lit a fuckin' candle in
Don't try to jack me Give a message to those that sent you I bet the pistol show up in ya face like it's a dimple Smile, cha cha power! [Chorus] [Verse
