more no more) Packed your shit and left it at the door (I left them at the front door) Oh baby think its time to go [Bridge] Dont go pointing fingers
Tradução: Sky, Nina. Tiempo para llegar.
Tradução: Sky, Nina. Tiempo para llegar Feat. Angie Martinez.
Tradução: Sky, Nina. Creo que es hora de ir (I Dont Wanna Know Remix Ft. Angie Martinez).
Tradução: Sky, Nina. Creo que es hora de ir.
no more no more) Packed your shit and left it at the door (I left them at the front door) Oh baby think its time to go [Bridge] Dont go pointing fingers
I might not go Nigga said he didn't have a pole for my hoe Damn why a nigga tryna fuck up my dough When it come to me every light say go They tell me
shop I'm holdin' on to the top And even if I let go I still won't Drop [Chorus:] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I won't waste it I got
So you can show me what you got. We start slow, got all the time you need...No where to go, baby it's you and me Let's go....make we....say yo....oh oh
guts To walk up to his house, knock on his door Let'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge Backed up by an a-k Fore you go to bed at night you bitches Better
: So Mi A Say Up 2 di time yuh kno(down 2 di minute)Once Upon A Time ,Happily Ever Afta So Mi A Say..Yuh Kno Its Kartel Dey Call Me Da Four Season Charmer
ski shop I'm holdin' on to the top And even if I let go I still wanna G rock [Chorus:] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I won't waste it
You know it's hard for a playa to admit this sometimes But I'mma spit that sometimes, you know what I'm sayin'? Ay, P give it to me one time nephew
I'm holdin' on to the top And even if I let go I still wouldn't D-rop [Chorus:] I am the Rhyming Oasis I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it I got
in it And live the phrase Sky's The Limit Motherfucker, see you chumps on top Sky?s the limit and you know that you keep on Just keep on pressin? on Sky
this shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-Hard-Mexican Flowin' through
tycoon From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of hubba Every time, I look around, every time
'Lac and roll, Gettin' blown in the back with a naked hoe, Came in the do', Pack another bowl, move slow, Smoke an ounce 'till my brain cells go! Buh bye, we fly, the sky
