They don?t know about, about you and me Put it out your mind 'cause it's jealousy They don't know about this here Don't listen to what people say They don?t
jealousy They don?t know about this here (They don?t know) Chorus Don?t listen to what people say They don?t know about ?bout you and me (They don?t know, don?t
Tradução: Jon B. Ellos no saben.
This nigga thank he Lil' Jon and his partner Scrappy Goin dumb with his bitch so he don't like me This ain't the South boy, we ain't crunk we go hyphy
right, I'm patient Man! I know how to play my position I know how to play my part I know how to play these bitches I know how to play with they hearts
Jon)] I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend (YEAH!) "Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!) You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring
Mommy Don't Be Playing, Cause She Know I Got My Game In Tact I Spit Them Lines That Make A Rapper Have A Brain Attack And Chickens Know I'm Gonna Do It
Jon] STOP! IT'S THA MUTHAFUCKIN' REMIX!! [beat changes to Lil Jon's version] [Farnsworth Bentley] B-E-N-T-L-E-Y Yee ain't know, you betta ask somebody
like to see the female twerk taking the clothes off BUCKEY naked ATL Hoe don't disrespect it Pa pop yo pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this b-i-tch Lil Jon
it for B-tch don?t act like you don?t know I?m killing all these rap n-ggas Custom made caskets for you muthaf-cka funerals Keep the women with me Sh-t
you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah) The same shit, that fucked up John Gotti (yeah) These niggaz watch me, but they don't wanna fuck with us
T.I. (c'mon) Do you know why, I don't fuck with nobody? (yeah) The same shit, that fucked up John Gotti (yeah) These niggaz watch me, but they don't
things that ?? People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot Right up they sleeve you won't believe they decieve Like weak theives can't break in
I like to see the female twerking taking the clothes off FUCKING naked ATL. Hoe don?t disrespect it Pa pop yo pussy like this cause yin yang twins in this b i itch Lil Jon
People got we forgot they always gonna keep a plot Right up they sleeve you won't believe they deceive Like weak thieves can't break in your crib And
, b-b-bent Sixteen, I'ma give it to you raw Take it to your ass, slap you clean 'cross the jaw Where they at? We want some See I don't think y'all really
earing and a tongue and she know what to do wit it. Make a name for herself, and she do her shit well, and know how to keep her business to herself.
