Letras:
Air On A G String

baise pas sans gingembre, la rue sent le dingue jamais tourne le do a une seringue, retire ton string jou pas les baltringues on aime les histoires d'armes et de flingues, on

rip a shank out Treat you like Vietcong - hit you like the weed in a bong Your pussy like a G-string or thong You think I'm sick? Fucked up? Oh am I?

this the life that everybody ask for This a fast life we are on a crash course, what you think I rap for to push a fuckin' rav 4 But I know that if I

made mack on a mountain on Mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis Rag top, drop down, rollin' on

touchin on your rubbin on your feelin on your butt get a lil take a lil show a lil love I'm a big squarriel tryna get a big butt [Chorus x2: Swizz Beatz

photos Police escorts, everybody passports This the life that everybody ask for This a fast life, we are on a crash course What you think I rap for, to push a

just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view, hey Lend me ya body, you got me in a zone Bet a million and a half cash, I can

no doubt, pokin' doll out, pull ya G-string down south Oww! Pass that, give shorty a shot True enough we gon' see if she naughty or not I'm on E feelin

made mack on a mountain on Mars Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause A Lincoln Continental and a Gran Marquis Rag top, drop down, rollin' on