Letras:
Never Heard Of It Moving On

no quesedillas, only tacos no burritos just tacos no, no burritos just tacos no no no no no... se la balle calita (?) Americano esta bailando, Peruviano esta bailando Nicaraguenze esta bailando Never heard of it

she can tell her mom its me and we could be together it could be so good so good i wanna be with her i wish i could but i know it can't why cant it be

that move And do what you gotta do You'll never find A heart that is half as true I guess you really never knew But soon you'll see That he'll never be

m so moving on Yeah, yeah Thanks to you Now I get What I want Since U Been Gone How can I put it? You put me on I even fell for that stupid love song

flow like a stream Nah Mean Mek you feel like you living in a dream Nah Mean It come to the crop man a cream Nah Mean It come to discipline man a Dean

keep it off of me It's so easy to go somewhere But so hard to leave I move far away and still the memories find me there When I hear the clock and see

-pack, I'll show you how to read crack You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac The weed good price, plus it smoke speci Three thousand full pound

4 hours on a Benz with like 400 and Horsepower And a chain that had christ on it, a rollie with alot of Ice on it A pinky ring with a price on it, when

uh feels good If it feels good don't even fight it man You know? Yeah man Real Talk Of New York [Verse 1: Fabolous] Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur