comes, she's got me in her lurch. Still air explosions with her silent touch, oh, oh, I want her too much. Too much (ah I want her too much), too much
Tradução: GBH. Demasiado.
man, call me the front man [Chorus One: The Game] Too much Cris' in the club not to get drunk Too many bitches in the world not to fuck Too much chronic
F-O-R-T S-C-V, and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B-O-N-E T-H-U-G spell it motherfucker [Chorus - 2x] [Wish Bone] Scandalous, straight
new mullenimum o-h-i-o is where i am from i said it before and imma say it again sit, slide, step and yall niggas can't win it's the b-o dub all in the
! G-g-g-g G-Unit! Hailie [H] What? [E] Come here baby, bring daddy his Oscar [H] Okay [E] We're gonna shove it up Ja Rule's ass! [H - laughs] [
try to reverse the outcome I'm like - TOUGH! I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others I say a B.I.G. verse, I'm only biggin up my brother Biggin
: It's like a holocaust to the boss when I toss Too much knowledge kicked then you're lost In a shuffle of feet, Jinx the fiddler And I control your
bitches (say what) I get bitches (say who) I get bitches (say huh) I get bitches You got (oh) You got (oh) You got (oh) You got [Verse 2:] H is for my H
me tell you this: we don't choose to tote gats and sellin on the corner is to avoid tax If you gun talk or hip-hop there's too much division so find
, to the H-town strippers To the boppers in DeVille That's suckin' us and pullin' zippers Now, it how it make ya feel when you see a pimp shine? Bitch, you wastin' too much
mushy I grabbed my gun and disappeared like Jack the Ripper Young X-Raided is a real bitch killer [Chorus] (x2) The B the I the T the C the H The K
mushy I grabbed my gun and disappeared like Jack the Ripper Young X-Raided is a real bitch killer [Chorus x2] The B the I the T the C the H The K the
corner with the, F O R T S C V and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B O N E T H U G, spell it motherfucker Money, money, the mighty
Intro (Trae) You know I never did understand why they always told me to smile S*** It ain't too much s*** I gave a smile for Real talk Yo still a a**hole
Fuck that, nigga, look at her toes, you know you like toes, nigga Bitches be talkin' too much out here, goddamn, mami, you the one Nigga, that's that