di Sesse su camionette scotta come moka tu parli solo perche hai la bocca ti manca la gnocca ora mi manda messaggi dal Nokia Notte di note di rap sui
no tengas pena, hechale mas ganas mueve el bote, deja que lo toque con el grandote, I think I might of broke it hold it!, pa' tomarle una foto note!,
...well...we?ll have to wait and see I guess. Andy: well. Alright. Well. Umm. Well. Hey, let?s get started. Uh...sorry my notes are...you know a little
smoke (fuck that) I'ma choke who I wanna choke (fuck that) I'ma ride where I wanna ride (fuck that) cause I'ma nigga 4 life, so I'ma nigga til I diz-ie
Tell em, Hump Yo, do you work for the Klan? Do what you like Unless you like gangbangin Let's see how many brothers leave us hangin [Oaktown's 3.4.7.]
a jar... madness and insanity have arrived... note to Christ and everyone else, my times are caught in a jar Satan's grin is baring down on me [repeat 4
said "I'm goin' on the front porch to get somethin',"" (scissors cutting) "Alright, here. Take your damn coat and leave," "Finaly!, Mom! You cut off the sleaves!" (Chorus 4
: (feat. Rick Ross) Ross, Flo Rida? Poe Boy Entertainment, Like I Said We The Best, Flor Rida, Apt, Millions [Chorus: x4] I Don't Want No Cake On My
: I Dont Want No Cake On My Birthday, I Want My Cake Errday [x4] I Gone Be Honest Tomorrow Aint Promised Thats Why I Say This Here Today Then You Gone
through the fog Watching a film with a talking dog 'Cause if I fall Then I guess I fall Hawaiian air (x4) Leaving the world down beneath the clouds Hawaiian notes
we get the rebound 'Cause when we get it Then the crowd will go wild A second chance Gotta grab it and go Maybe this time We'll hit the right notes
That we get the rebound 'Cause when we get it Then the crowd will go wild A second chance Gotta grab it and go Maybe this time We'll hit the right notes
: Too young! [x4] [Verse One: Rap] As time passes, I flow with the swiftness G Showin you all that are with this continous flavor, you all wanna savor
go to shows I must be emo Dye in my hair and polish on my toes I must be emo I play guitar and write suicide notes I must be emo My life is just a black
shows I must be a donkey cut in my hair and brush on my teeth I must be a donkey I play guitar and write funny notes I must be a donkey My life is just
and show me love and respect I'm running out of options and my patience now is thin I'm walkin' round and round in a parkin' lot with a knife and a note
and hugged me up, like a mother oughta But her facial expression changed, when I asked about her daughter [Hook] [Verse 4] She told me that there was a note
: [Jay-Z's Mom:] Sean Carter was born December 4th Weighing in at 10 pounds 8 ounces He was the last of my 4 children The only one who didn't give me