one more chance I wanna be close to you, baby I wanna be near to you tonight I wanna be next to you, baby I wanna be close to you tonight If
Tradução: Mr.President. Cerca de Usted.
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
a grown-up man With a bottle of hair oil in his hand. (It's that greasy kid stuff. What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is What do you do about Willy
4 miles the land its major rubble And debris from the earth as we knew crumble Yo you could see the sea And the stars look closer to me I'm a mad man
with [Hook:] Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, Fuck you, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'
Hook:] Bitch, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me, I'm me Baby, I'm me, So who you, You're not me, You're not me And I know that ain't fair, but I don't care I'm a
Swagga so sharp weezy where you get the spear from? I could make you the son yo mama never hear from Let that tough talk walk and watch how you fear run
nobody takin' from us, and that's the bottom line But I know there's a drop in the block You move slow You getting' pressure from cops you don't know
All you wanna know is (where my money at?) She thought he'd call (where my money at?) [Chorus x2: Akon] Cos I'mma tell you like you told me Cash rules
trying to say you can tell the President My hoe know numbers Gotti on tip she relevant [Chorus] [Verse 2] Mr. Tell It tell the truth, is you jealous or you
weapon Of mass destruction that we call our President For the present and mosh for the future of our next generation To speak and be heard, Mr. President, Mr
'm trying to say you can tell the President My hoe know numbers Gotti on tip she relevant [Chorus] [Verse 2] Mr. Tell It tell the truth, is you jealous or you
Clip full of hollows Models, swallow, gobble, smoke mad lala Stretch you out, so bad, you'll be able to kiss your own ass bye bye (muah) [Chorus - Mr. Porter] Now boy, I done warned you
heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough all kids with the dads locked up keep your heads up Its so rough you gotta stay tough if you lost up into
felony Now you're mad at me I'm just glad we had the chance to be friendly before I killed you fucking family Say you're understanding me, fool you ain
then but on the other hand, you so god damn stubborn And you be startin' shit and ever since you made president We ain't even seen you since you need to, you
