you are really fit You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it You're fit, but you're fit, but you know it You're fit but you know it I think, I'm going
Перевод: Улицы. Fit Но вы знаете, что.
Перевод: Улицы. Fit Но вы знаете, что Мак-версии Remix.
Перевод: Улицы. Fit But You Know It (Album Version).
would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it Whoa! Leave it out Are you smoking something? Leave it Out Mike just leave it just leave it
I try it again? Keep it gangsta y’all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it gangsta y’all, keep it gangsta (everybody) Keep it gangsta y’all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it
dirty You gotta get it in, the only way you know how Whether you click-click-pow or you delivering flowers Let the bullet rain showers on the nigga who you know
it Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time But it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped
moods and talk to you Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge
disrespectful little street punk Unlock the back of my trunk You see, you take this bat And bash my head into the street again No-ones around so I keep beating it
had to blast you for Extreme laws for ones who did try to go against this Wet your shit up like a sloppy tongue kiss But don't know what you talking
the people you meet Searching for that imperious, mysterious femme fatale kind of stuff But if you don't know by now that it's me anyhow, then baby you've got it
You just mad cause (I'm not you) Cause you know it's not you And you know it's (and not you) You got to get in the game You got to get off the sideline
, but you got no blunts to get high You won't be real with us, but ya reelin' us and you want to ride You try to deal with us, but you got no blunts to
you say mean what you do cuz it could all come back to you i know your games i've played them too but how it ends is up to you when I come tell ya that
to prison You know me homey the chromey's itchin' Leave you holy if you rollin' with some bad intentions Fit the pussy Then again you know that And we
've got nothing thats true but this song now but the further I go I wanna go home [J3T] I fuckin' swear that I care but its hard when you stare