ass act up - wild out - blow the wax up I can see it now, the cars, the bitches, The money, the jewels, guns - in my britches [Fame] Hey yo yo Tef fuck
[Intro] Uh Yeah! Primo Big money cow My man Pos M.O.P. First Family Ya know I'm go Street shit Yo! [Verse 1] Open your eyes bitch, the hardest thing
Traduzione: MOP. Tef Soldi.
: [Intro] Uh Yeah! Primo Big money cow My man Pos M.O.P. First Family Ya know I'm go Street shit Yo! [Verse 1] Open your eyes bitch, the hardest thing
(feat. Swizz Beatz, Missy Elliott & Fabolous) Shake Your Tambourine Gon Get Yourself A Whistlin [X15] [Missy Elliott:] I'mma Shake My Tambourine Keep
(feat. Swizz Beatz) Ya gotta shake ya ass Shake ya tambourine Go and get ya self a whistlin [x17] [Swizz Beatz] Ok Ok E.v.e. E.v.e I go by the name
Aren't you gonna come cause you wanna come Won't you come play... Aren't you gonna come cause you wanna come Won't you come play... Yeah I got
(feat. Swizz Beatz) You gotta shake your ass Shake your tambourine Go and get yourself a whistling [x17] [Swizz Beatz] OK OK E.V.E. E.V.E I go by
[talkin: Nicki Minaj] Minaj A.K.A, ya kno When I do it like I get the tambourines, I get the whistles, I get all dat U kno what I'm sayin like I mite
Perfect sky, The sun and I are going our own way. I can tell No one else gonna know how to love me But the wind with his hands on my face, And the tall
I swore that I was living free. Oh, you couldn't talk to me, And the pride that kept me, didn't want no company. Early morning subway train, Feeling
My body was sleeping. Sleep was a lie, Grab hold of my body I will rise, rise, rise. My heart was heavy, Hungry and tired. Oh, but you're touch has
Rain like static falling in my eyes, Rain like static on the road, Rain on the loners and the regular thieves, Everybody else has gone home. If I could
This was a town took care of it's own That's what me and my children have known I worked the mill the way my parents did I remember this town when I
I found a mark Where the ink bled through Under a song I was writing for you Crumpled up in a drawer Stained with blue Quiet and easy What I wanted to
Before a word is spoken, Everything is broken, Even what your hid inside. The world has let you down, wrung shame out of your pride. But even as you
I got a postcard with an old address, A picture of Houston in a creased-up mess, Just to remind me that it all went wrong, Just to beat me up, just to