'd better cab it up slowly You'd better cab it up, cab it up, cab it up slowly Cab it up, cab it up, cab it up slowly Moving in circles, circles A shepherd
Traduzione: The Fall. Cab It Up.
I saw you yesterday, your eyes all a-glazed, oh no. Was it too much for you to take? Did you want the pain to go away? K'naan: Yeah, I'll take it.
Play around and you'll fall off the deep end I heard your hooker she likes to do knee-bends But I got a girl, so I called up three friends And they called
on the beatbox Everything happen for a reason Shrook while it's hot, like a cook I reheat it All day Bay Bridge it, get it how I live it It's one mo'
rekkid, that should respect it, select it I'm never ever wack or reject it Challenge BDP it get's dissed, expect it I travel the nation by mostly plane I travel New York by either cab
Ahh... the outdoors, the fresh outdoors Word up, it's a beautiful day Bout to go poli' right now that's my WORD Aiyyo Aiyyo call me a cab it's the Razor
max When the speakers start massaging it's like lotion on ya back Every club I hit is packed Every thang I say is fact So if I said it you can bet that it
it sell but if I do Whatever I say is true So you gon kick it with me for a few and we gon let it do what it do Sincerely yours Chamillitary boy
droppin'and I need some distribution The times I think of blowing up, it's just a big illusion I try to learn it but the business sides has been confusing It
get in 'em, way up in 'em My face don't belong in The Source It belongs on the shroud of turan, for certain I grab mics and murder shit It's wickeder
Messed with your slacks, but ended up just holding your hand The rain will remain, the tv was telling a drip of the drain as your legs lifted brilliantly bent and fall
too much stuff. It'll hang you up dealing with too much stuff. Hangin' out on the couch puttin' on the pounds. Better walk, run, jump, swim. Try to hold it
like summertime In the winter time It's got to be summertime In the spring time It's got to be summertime In the fall time It's got to be summertime
18 months, already I wanna spray shit up Keep braggin about your cars I'ma see drama before it happens When I roll up hard, you wonder what the fuck cab
know I'm lit up Everybody get up, sweat for the Twista, it's a stick up [Drag-On] This where the shit pick up, let me load this clip up, just pour me
] oooh i throw tha yola in tha pot let it simmer n bave add a lil bakin soda make it foam like after shave i like to serve my dope wet cuz it weigh a
it Sin City now it's gone way past that. Painting the town and then burning it down now even that's old hat. Now there's a choir of angels at the fall
