Just take it back! Take it back! You know you don't mean it! You don't mean it! I'm sorry my dear, But don't be jealous of anything that I may do. If
It's me against the world At least inside my head It goes by so fast But I cannot stop the time Independent Dependent on myself To my mind in its own
: Yes sir is Bobby Rick, aka A. B.O.B. O. I can't be eco conscious, I'm always burning trees And is there fire, fire, call it the... And call me supersonic
chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a fragment of me actually is present The rest of me
I think your a hata Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1:] This sir
hata I think your a hata Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go, Hataz goin down for the count [Verse 1:] This sir
straight profiling Yea I'm smiling with your bitch V.I.P. don't touch my shit Dade with me yea that's my click Shake them hataz watch me stop em all
hurry there's not much time Made it sir. They're gonna drop the bomb No time to evacuate, they'll call our moms Fuck the system, they can't have me I
: Lyrics: Rob & Ferdi Bolland/FALCO, Music R. &. F. Bolland; Published by BollandMusic/Edition Falkenhorst Erm, excuse me sir, could you maybe turn the
to wake up look in the mirror and the only competition is u And even that nigga ain't seein me My reflection have a hard time bein me So the tryna do me
expect from me y'all From the hood to Hollywood they respecting me y'all And even overseas they accepting me y'all All the ladies show me love, the thugs
' my new chick ain't it? Let me explain it I don't make up shit I just Lorraine it maybe Jacob shit Make a 36D from a A cup bitch Sleep with me you might
Brown] [Chris Brown:] All these girls around the World, they love me I'm supposed to be the only one It ain't my fault if all these ladies love me Thought
kinda get laid in this muthafuck Yo, tell your friends to get wit my friends Yeah, meet me in the parking lot, license plate aftermath Between me now
me (I'm freaky) She took me to to the crib man, she told me (eat me) Now my babymama I told her ass not to beat me Her broke ass wanna fight, Missy know
I got no rhythm tonight... tonight, tonight, tonight... Wyclef: if she don't come home tonight. Romeo: Un gran aniversario, se queda solitario. Hit me! Wyclef: If she don't call me
