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Перевод: Стили. Good Times (I Get High).
fuck you at? I miss ya! [Chorus] Can-i-bitch, oh Can-i-bitch Where for art thou Can-i-bitch? Please tell me what happened with That style that you were
the right across from hell, I can't cry Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples
- what, what? (Let's go) [Verse One] Couldn't live the life I live (yo why's that) I could die any minute, I get high every minute Fuckin with
lives, but I'll cherish every breath I know exactly where I'm goin', but I'mma send you there first And with the shit that I'll be doin', I'mma send
fill a void Spend a year in the windy so I got that Ill-I-Noise Never shy on the Mic I paid my dutes and now it's time to bring hood back like Deja
order Just have a good time Chorus: And ex-ta-sy I wanna fly And bring ya sex-in me I feel right Ex-ta-sy I'm whirrin high When ya sex-in me i feel
Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel like my only friend Is the city I live in, is beautiful Brooklyn Long as I live here believe I
Not on my time punk, you gotta be out your mind I'm bringin' all the heads and watch the crowd Hands up and they screamin' out “Styles, Styles, Styles
the spray? I'ma spray 'em good So the next time they bite they die like "Ugh" I'ma roll up the biggest dutchie Get some sweets cuz I got the munchies
man the album was late Gratitude instead a attitude for making ya wait Time to retaliate against the players that hate *I was giving you time to get the
at teh flow and let it go (fuck!, shit!...wooow...ah ah ah its cool, I just shot the flow man. Its all good, its all good...ah ah where everbody at
rockin mics in high heel stilletos We takin over like Francis Switchin our styles like the hottest new dancers See, I let y'all live to stack a LITTLE paper Be glad I
He rocks the highs,I dog the bass Ya wanna hear us rock? Here's a taste!!! Every day I make a sandwich with ham and cheese Use miracle whip,I don't like mayonnaise I