want to fill this new frame But its empty Tried to write a letter In ink Its been getting better I think I got a piece of paper But its empty Its empty
is beating our hearts We're empty Maybe we're trying, trying too hard Maybe we're torn apart Maybe the timing is beating our hearts We're empty We're empty We're empty
I want to fill this new frame but its empty tried to write a letter in ink its been getting better I think I got a piece of paper but its empty its empty
Перевод: Click Five. Пустой.
shit regardless Many niggaz wanna know when the Ramp return Yo I'm gettin phone calls from that nigga Howard Stern He wants to know about my Flip Mode click
I'm a Hot Boy,... ...and got boys that got toys to stop noise See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty Now him catch three 'cause him
real breath, make it clear hoe! [Chorus: Carolyn Rodriguez] Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [
I'm taking over your bitch Coming over your shit Got my feet up on you sofas, man I mean a hostess for my open hand You coming home to dishes and empty
whole city lookin' up and will support through To see a little league, a Babe Ruth baseball game Niggas was down there cuttin' up or throwin' thangs Chasin' five
you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts Backstage the girls were playin' five
animal taste for Real estate cards, plus keeping my safe full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a case for Duct tape your face, then, empty your safe
[Verse 1] Uhhn! Like muthafuck all y'all Mr. Mike Tyson flow, uppercut all y'all Step into my ring bitches, ding ding bitches Click clack pow pow [Mike
That I'm a hot boy? And got boys that got toys to stop noise See, when me ride off in the Hummer, leave him set empty Now him catch three 'cause him
I'm coming down five thousand gotta get my check If you want me to be on your song or sing a damn hook It gotta be five grand bitch I'm coming down
you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner face down like the Jack of Hearts Backstage the girls were playin' five
girl CHORUS: Hey, hey baby I wanna know If you'll be my girl CHORUS: Hey, hey baby I wanna know If you'll be my girl -- Zappacosta: "Overload" I can hear your heels clicking
why I came again It's the R-A-K-I-M Come through in a by, lean low like I'm doin a crime Empty ya nines and bend in the dime Thoughts hard to find that
