Tradução: Doa. ¡Fuera de mi vida.
where you at you're makin' me weak. a knife in my back but i'm beginning to think your new waves' shit. your new wave's shit and i'm gonna get sick all
done been through And I could give a fuck because I got bigger issues So at this point in my life How can I get through? [Chorus - B.o.B] Make a lot of money (Make a
through And I could give a fuck because I got bigger issues So at this point in my life How can I get through? [Chorus - B.o.B] Make a lot of money (Make a
it out I'm on the sea shepherd deck, helpin' the whales out All my egos in the mirror, checkin' themselves out Tweeters in the trunk, helpin' the twelves out
my shades Past my shades Past my shades And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my shades And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my
my pain, my heart My soul, my faith in this Does anyone feel like how I feel? Then you can relate to this I just blazed with this Maybe roll one up then take a
my life. It won't pass me by. Procrastinate it can wait, I put it off. Let's start today. My room's a mess and I can't get dressed. I gotta be out by
slugs a part of his head Vanish then pop up in a SL double nickel, scarlet red Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right All my niggaz flip birds and blast
possibly has A V12 ambulance that will get you to a hospital fast (We done came out the cages in shackles I ain't call a pager to track you I'm loadin
it my way, gettin my bread for years - in my career And every lover (y'all) In and out my life, I hid love and left a tear - without a care (Until I
me no brain Ya'll surprised F-A-B-O's sane In my rolla life, I done jumped in and out of 3, 4 lanes I'm still here [Chorus] My moma used to tell me "
: You wanna get down I get down right [Repeats] If I met Beyonce today I'd tell her I love her And maybe we can play... under my curtains The dream
Old English in my system 'bout to kill me a nigga. See, I remember back in the days, loadin' my A.K., Ridin' 'round in my Impala with my lungs full of
close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my vest And if diamonds are forever, then I'm Kanye West Take a look at my chest
Out We Gona Drop Something [Verse 2:] Its Only Been 12 Months I Lost A Few Friends, Had My Baby Mama Bust The Windows Out Of My Bens, Hip Hop Police
Where Bath and ape Hoodie get strip in a club? Like a bitch in a club, Watch em strip in a club You like ice creams, Get a banana split in a club No Jewelery
