honest. God FORBID you try to be funny. So, there's nothing more I can say, except that, right now, wherever you are, listening to this, I can guarantee you, I
into my heart Tell me what you feel Pain and agony From a horrid ordeal You flee from my sadness Finding no gladness I can handle it o.k. You really
Перевод: DRI. Idky.
verse 1: abc 123 dance with me can't you sing cause abc 123 come on sing the alpabet with me a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z can you
drunk (fool) She wanna hit n' run (errr) Yeah, that's the speed That's what we do That's who we be B-L-A-C-K -E -Y-E-D-P to the E, then the A to the S
a "q"ueen R is for "r"un, im the one, you "s"econd to me Just cuz I been hot since the "t"urn of the century Yo"u" can ask around, I be gettin that paper
girl, you sleazy, you freaky N-A-S-T-Y ya nasty, F-R-E-A-K ya freaky Girl where's your P-R-I-D-E, put some clothes on Nasty put some clothes on, I told
us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah Nigga, we go hard (Gotti) I'm loud when the shells pop Still I sell
Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because [Chorus] Diamonds
l'amour Prenons l'amour Comme on prendrait le droit de vivre Et si c'est un r Faisons d'un r La r De flamme ou de pluie De corps ou d'esprit Et sans
Yeah, that's right, I'm talkin' 'bout me The R-K-I-E in the place to be I recognize and hypnotize, everytime I tenderize I specialize and open eyes,
mami in the mood This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude Then she stripped for me like the "Moulin Rouge" I think I might wife her Y'know, powder blue
: k 2000, on est les kids de kitt David & julie: les kids de kitt David: want to play your sweet dreams, next you're mine Want to say I'd love you stay
keep her glass filled to the rim? The Notorious K-I to the M That's me, on MTV, no doubt Titty out like what - I don't give a f**k! Y'all know my attitude
could put me in ya hair Perm like bars, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a Pyrex jar Naw, I ain't the millennium raw, Kool G or K.R I'm just doin'
I gave y'all the heat, y'all distributed the shit Y'all bumped that shit, y'all had faith in this shit That's why I love y'all shit Whatever y'all need I got y
why I keep the upper hand And this is the reason why I sell this To keep you motherfuckers jealous They can't cope with a nigga like me Tha D the motherfuckin