t mean to be rude He said I know you busy, just wanted to really meet you Guy (eve) Lady look I'm tryna figure you out (okay) I'm tryna find out what
I'm tryna figure you out Okay I'm tryna find out what you all about Yea Baby girl I wanna get in ya head My head? Damn is you everything that you said
Traduzione: Eva. Figure You Out.
mean to be rude He said I know you busy, just wanted to really meet you Guy (eve) Lady look I'm tryna figure you out (okay) I'm tryna find out what
all in the enemy's code You couldn't figure out what mercy meant Until you did like you were told When they finally sent the doctors Once the fireball went out
time I plan to win Cause I work hard, for the money I don't bring nobody like you, honey [Preacherman:] She tried to play you, playa She couldn't play you, play you
Son, yo son did you see that kid yo? Yo, yo, Chill out man, chill out. Yo son did you, yo son he pulled it out..." Five digits cock biddy nine mili One
ma [Ronnie Bumps] What do you know about parkin a nigga (eve break in his face) Fo-five straight shakin a nigga You gon be crying while you crawlin I
t even know you and I hate you See all I know is that my girlfriend used to date you How would you feel if she held you down and raped you? Tried and
Ruff Ryders, WCW, we stay wiling [Styles] I'm like Diamond Dallas Page Guaranteed to leave you screaming Cause you talk too much Like you Bobby ?The Brain? Heenan You probably match out
it better duck, you stuck, you crossfire Thought you was the realest you said you caught liar Any time you at where I be, I'ma try you [HOOK]
Buck 40, buy the extra 20 wit the semi, when it hit you You gon do a 360 pretty swiftly when i burn you to a crisp you ganna be cruncher than chips wit
Tears are dropping Dropping all Pull it back erase it kid But I figure That I got a little RZA Genocide Homicide you won't figure this out till you
more! The band plugs in again You see that mirrored ball begin to sputter lights And spin Dizzy on the dancers Geared to changing rhythms No matter what you
, I take you Skool Boys to class and take you up, at the chalkboard [Jay-Z] And show you to WRITE it right, reCITE it tight 'til you get it right, 'til
ex-wives think I ought to burn in Hell But the devil he won't notice when I die Don't you figure, he's got bigger fish to fry The way I figure he's