man Stand up for love, and all the rich men Stand up for love, and all the proud men Stand up for love, stand up for love, stand up for love Everybody
Перевод: Королева. Stand Up For Love.
me? Huh, you love the way I flow cuz it comes to easy When life imitate artex where the hatina?™ start You gotta love dat, try to stay good at Who knew
you can be my bonnie see you type for me mami so right for me man she can move it love when she dance to the music make me wanna stand like a fool stiff
scream anymore my love, cause all I want is you I can't save your life Though nothing I bleed for is more tormenting I'm losing my mind and you just stand
Queen comes after [Chorus A] Now put ya lighters up Bed Stuy put ya lighters up New York put ya lighters up DC keep puttin' ya lighters up Philadelphia
have been fancy dreams and all my bitches wear apple bottoms and chains Chorus X2 If ones trippin the others for fun pimpin you cool she runs lippin' you end up
one life for sure Lemme tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) I'ma tell you one time (girl I love, girl I love you) And I'ma be your one guy
Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just huntin' nut Young Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up
body go with the flow, you know you can do it All you need is your own imagination So use it that's what it's for Go inside, for your finest inspiration
clap with your frame like a fucking garage (Yeaaaah) This hood shit, you and Drake ain't built for -- This the shit the other bitch almost got killed for
half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for
for nothin' mami, plans for take a get on the floor Set it up more, shake it mami Let's ride, um your Clyde, you can be my Bonnie See you type for me
that always give me back pain Fuckin' up my money so, yeah, I had to act And short nigga but these ho's love my accent She came up to me and said this
'm runnin outta time Where is my runway love Searching low and high Know that I'm not givin' up. I give it all up for her I'll never be enough I wont
the words I inject Kick credit for realism and the truth I project Because I could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife But the topic I love
for the huge yes duplex living like I'm Hugh Heff Every other night I need a blue net for group sex Leaving with a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next) Stand
like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
