gotta be you No one else can do all the things you do It's gotta be you Give me one more chance to get next to you It's gotta be you It's gotta be you
Tradução: 3T. Tengo Be You.
I tell ya niggas be like why in the hell you so quiet nigga you sick? Haha Hell yeah I'm sick nigga look at me! You can't tell? What you think is even
? I said {mumbling} and you laugh to it I'm just playin' with these niggas I ain't mad at 'em But since you critics want to be that adamant I guess I give you
you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin too I know you see us sprawlin through All the rich niggas is on our crew Fuck it, they can't touch us If stuck
if you wasn't steady hatin you'd be ballin too I know you see us sprawlin through All the rich niggas is on our crew Fuck it, they can't touch us If stuck
if you don't go now, then you stay Cause I'll never let you leave Never let you breath Cause if you looking for heaven baby your sure as hell ain't me
: We can't back down x3 not right now we can't back down yeah yeah yeah Don't close your eyes we're all in this together where ever we'll draw
t mean you have to hide. I'll be waiting on the side of your house, With an empty bodybag AND A LOADED .45!!!! AND NOW YOU WON'T FORGET MY FUCKING
you just wouldn?t do this to me I know you just wouldn?t do this to me Not you, I?m sorry I must have you confused Cause that can?t be love You took
player: you could suck a D I?ma reach my goal and you ain?t gon take this puck from me Coco Loso in my Stanley Cup You could say whatever, just don?t
m drinking Got me on some shit that might be what the stink is You might just be cool it might be what you thinking It might be something in the eye but
: Street fidda didda daaamm Laaalaaalaaa Lalalalala (Yesss) Laaalaaalaaa Lalalala (Let's go) And I ain't gotta tell ya'll who I be Cause 100 hundred
how the work taste SWEET! Call it rock candy When you bake cakes, you keep Betty Crock' handy They say it's best you scratch, fresh new batch Can you
t got one problem with this Square face watch look like Sponge Bob on the wrist One white, one gold, one nice, untold You can look but don't touch, Guns
t stop And it don't stop It don't stop, it won't stop It don't stop And it won't stop And it don't stop It don't stop, it won't stop [Verse 2] I take
know you ain't over there starin at my girl Yea I know you ain't over there starin at my girl Nigga I know you don't call yourself holla'n at my girl
wrapped in rubberbands What you selling blow again ? How she got you holding guns but you call that hoe your friend (feat. Trey Songz) You aint suppoused to bring her home, What you do? you
