jatuh cinta, tlah jatuh cinta Cinta kepadamu, ku jatuh cinta I'm falling in love, I'm falling in love with you
It's like everywhere I look and everywhere I go I'm hearin' muh'fucka's tryin'a steal my flow But it ain't no thing cause see my nigga J.O Put me up on
love it 20 with a babyface and sit on base like Kirby Puckett You can't buy a Ferrari fuck it, cop lle' from J The bricks come with Louis Vuitton luggage He order rock
Chevy With no stash spot, when you in Compton ask coppers If that Aston Martin's the same color as grass hoppers I'm runnin the rock, not J, Dame Dash
dans le show I am, somebody Sens l'atmosphere, la haute sphere, la sale rime Rho Yo, the bigger they are, the harder they fall I got some con's, that love
BM] I like the way you lick the champagne glass It makes me wanna stick my dick in your ass So come on, baby, and pop it quick I fall in love when you
I wouldn't mind fucking Brittany Spears in a cheap hotel with them ceiling mirrors Gimme that bitch, in a couple of weeks I'd have her hooked on crack rock
you know I played scrabble with L.B.J. Yes, I dealt an Ace to the Queen, didn't I'll tell ya I's playin' scrabble with L.B.J. Well, I don't care what
: (feat. R. Kelly) [J] Yeah, yeah, it's here niggaz! (wooo-WEEE!) [J] Rockland/Roc-A-Fella collaboration [R] What, what, what, what.. [J] Tone the Referee
: (feat. R. Kelly) [J] The sixty second assassin [R] TrackMastahhhhhhhhhs [J] Turn that music up! [R] Rocklaaaaaaaaand [R] Hovahhhhhhhhh [J] Woo! Yes
is solid as a rock, so take your shot. Don't even waste your time. Cause a love like ours is hard to find. (Oh Oh Oh Oh) [Chorus:] (OH) Cause He's got me singing that la la la (OH) our love
you is slugs Like, yeah love you know I leave you over mine And yeah love they have to grieve you over mine It's thug love at it's finest, dude rewind
building) Built the ROC from a pebble, pedalled rock before I met you, Pedalled bikes, got my nephews pedal bikes because they special, Let you tell that man I'm falling
My Paper And Invade The Mall You Sore Losers Picked The Wrong Guy To Take The Fall I Probably Trade In The Fall What They Made In The Fall Went From
I say? The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J [all] Back Back on the block Back Back on the block Back, on the block, so we can rock With the soul
your seat, you're lookin' sweet and shakin' some old rock 'n' roll Lookin' at you, I can see right through your eyes You got the power to love, you fall
nothing from me, but gangsta love No testin' me my nigga, have you laying in blood Or dig you a grave, cut ya bitch ass up [Verse 4: Juicy-J] ({Yeah
