for sale sign Laid my money down and walked out the door Wondering what a pickup man wants a convertible for For you blue eyes five foot two For you
Перевод: David Ball. Для Вас.
down the motherfuckin highway the flyway hey bitch you goin my way? Now I got a passenger I look at the miniskirt now I'm askin her Would you like
swagga back All you see that you see when you seeing me, you ain't seeing all to be seen Cause there's more for you to see than when you see me on the
yes you may an', I'm just sayin That dress you playin, is A-Okay an This is your chance for, at least it could be For you an you girlfriend on the dancefloor
you may an', I'm just sayin That dress you playin, is A-Okay an This is your chance for, at least it could be for you an you girlfriend on the dancefloor
Hey yo, champagne wishes and thirty white bitches You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Cars for the misses and furs for the mistress You
these trenches You run around defenseless There is too much to lose You cannot fill these shoes I just want to be famous But be careful what you wish for I'm back for
the buildin Try to turn it on you get offed in this buildin Higher than a muh, gettin lost in the feelin Motherfuck the law, I got a ball for the chil
my piece and chain Sip-sippin? tha barre, grippin? tha grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain They got you thinking Houston Texas the home of David
Verse 1] Hey, bring it on baby, all your friends You're the shit and I love that body You wanna ball, lets mix it, I swear you're good, I wont tell nobody You
the strip club and request that I'm da man The next thing you know I was throwin' rubber bands Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you rollin'? Is you
you so damn lame Now how you gon' ball if you got no hustle? How you gon' pimp if you got no game? How you win a fight if you know you can't tussle?
shop the blow You're on fire, yeah, you're on fire I just wrote a bullshit hook in between two long ass verses If you mistook the for a song, look This
bags And I ain't gotta brag, you can see it for yourself I got ballers on my right side, and ballers on my left We ain't from the same hoods, but it
for I knock it off Hey fool you ready for another beating You should have never came back Look here man after I crucify him, you next! And you better
been messin' up my corner And you better get that mad look off your face for I knock it off Hey fool you ready for another beating You should have never
grass Stash the right bitch pull out his kite from this white bitch Talkin' 'bout dear ghost, you the only nigga I know Like when the cops come, you
