Could it be, you and me? Could it be? (heh heh) Could it be that I'm lost Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(fallin' in love heh heh) Could it be,
love, fallin' in love,) [Trick Daddy:] (Could it be, you and me, you and me, could it be, you and me, this that thug shit, what, say it.) [Chorus:] Could it be
Перевод: Trick Daddy. Could It Be (Twista).
Перевод: Trick Daddy. Может быть.
her suck on it (suck on it) and she hit us up and be home in the next morn [chorus x2] (you do) [verse 2] So we went our separate ways... It'
Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels so good to be back.. I scrutinize every word, memorize every line I spit it
t help from walkin out just throw it away Just take my hand and understand, if you could see I never planned to be a man it just wasn't me But now I'm
see that nigga could be me Capital i.c.e. got a muther fucking .357 to put eleven holes in their chest Thinking they could test a real riderfrom the west
why the game let him in here Being me (me) Being Pit (Pit) Being It Pitbull and Trick (Trick) Both from the down south Bitch we from the bottom, shit [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Trick Daddy
That I never thought I'd make it through Had a few close calls in my life That could have end my life But I'm here looking at you Never thought that I'd be
2X] [Trick Daddy] I could smoke up a whole arm of that Purple kush and the jamaican shit Get rid of all the stems and seeds And get a dutch and split it and fill it
shouldn't of took it there in the first place At least he shouldn't of been sittin lookin there in her face with it Teacher told him get it out of her
'll be your friend Do you love me baby Though I love you like a brother I would rather be your lover Verse Two: Foxy Brown Erybody wanna be Pam
see the fact is, what you doing I did it lames trying to clone my style, run with it thats cool, I was the first one with it you deluded kim wannabe
it then you out your rabid ass mind They'll say tricks are for kids, most chicks woulda slid But who ain't miss a visit through the six that you did I'll be
more dope then you'd ever know E-I-L-O, hello When I'm all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no Draped
grown shit It's the Thelonious, super microphonist You know us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it
