baby And you say , " See me after the show ." Or maybe later , but I gotta go . You say , " Come over my house , I got the whole loaded . " Alright , shake little baby
Перевод: D4. Little Baby.
and drop the mic Walk up to the hot chicks and I'm all like "What's up ladies, my name's Slim Shady" I'm the lead singer in D12 baby They're all like
need to un-thaw You feel me, yall? I shut the club down like Drake in the mall But baby, a body like that's against the law You the baddest little chain
Now i need something in my stomach cuz i haven't ate Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak And you'd think with all i have at stake
us When someone tries our patience [Eminem:] I hang with a bunch of hippies and wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches and light up like jack-o-lanterns Outsiders baby
try to murder me, then they lie to me, product of a dying breed All my homies trying weed, now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennesey, tell me will
a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [E.D.I. Amin] Now in
show, She was da hottest girl I'd eva seen before, Said to myself, "Gotta get her fa show!", Stepped up to her with my playa approach and said Hey Little
a hustla She don't be messing with them suckas Looking so good, little tight jeans on and G-string on And I know that she be feeling me [Baby Bash
Chorus - Will I Am, Esthero] * sung to The Police's "Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic" * Every little thing we do's like magic Any thing we do will not go wrong Every little
only gettin’ little booties little bit of hump (thanks) And if you got boobies baby keep em all plump And if you got blunts s-smoke em if you want Got a 6 - 4
soon. We here to take over this shit. Pour the tycoon. Blossom and gloom. capture any nigga sober in a little dark room. Ha ha ha ha ha. Verse 4: rah
, just too much on my mind (repeat 4x) [busta rhymes] Aw baby, what a feeling, what a way to feel when you’re down and beat You’re all by yourself in a little
the place baby c’mon Flip--mode, up in the spot baby c’mon Ram--page, up in the place baby c’mon Rah, digga up in the house baby c’mon Lord have mercy
again I refuse to go bak to no dough again I'd rather go to my young boy that grow dro again Then make a young boy strip wit the 4-4 again I even make
stepper, side switcher A fence jumper, I was 10 wit twin pumpers Hustled wit the best of them Did whatever it took to make a quarter I charge niggas to watch wrestlin I'm heavy threat, D
