She loves almost as good as she lies She pretends almost as hard as she tries Desperation, she wears it so well Flips on her electric light like ringing
(l.sepe - e.barrucci) Dammi, dimmi, tutte le cose che puoi Darmi, dirmi, le piu preziose. Tu che Insegui sogni, prendine uno Dal tuo petto e regalalo
e un fatto ormai assodato che in un futuro a noi molto prossimo la struttura sintattico-fonetica del nostro italico idioma subira una leggera metamorfosi
E' un fatto ormai assodato che in un futuro a noi molto prossimo la stuttura sintattico/fonetica del nostro italico idioma subira una leggera metamorfosi
runnin through the streets If you sleep you're stupid, I'm back in lovely Cops don't try to stop me, back up off me, not sellin drugs, gee And I'm smashin
gonna die tryin Chorus: B.G. Playa can't be played Playa niggas sittin around waitin on shit to happen but if ya want somethin do what ya got to do, Gee
I'm just chillin' bein' ah gee about the game Suckas playa hate cuz Young Ren is catchin' fame Recognize I am that gee that's on the rise Next thing
far, kind of ridiculously Handed the rat some money, and said, "Nnow you work for me" He was all for the scratch, see, and just like a batch, gee The
on the corner drinkin Thunderbird, slingin rocks They in my hands cause the cops know 'bout the matchbox But I can't sell dope, rappin is the way, gee
nothing The girls want tha facts got to feed 'em the lies Who else can have you swimming in wealth the blink of an eye? [Chorus] Big trucks, gee rides
it would be neat as it could be be be i could visit all the fish anytime i wish if i lived under the sea i could harpoon a whale put its blubber up for sale gee
a weak clown Clock crazy juice from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the whole map Got hoes locked like a muthafuckin bear trap Ice muthafuckin T Before hoes gee
Uh-huh uh huh uh Gee-gee-geyeah Baby, watchin, streets Uh-huh uh huh uh You don't have to look Uh-huh uh The streets is watching Check it, check Uh-huh
Back Touchin Your Stomach I Can Teach Her Sunumics A Hundred Miles & Runnin Release Who Ever Done It Them Haters Make Me Run It Wishin My Sales Plumb
enough Video wasn't fly enough, budget wasn't high enough And I ain't lie enough, about crack sales and jail Yall feeling me like braill, well I still got no sales
another sip, then Kick back and count my bank, yeah, I got dank Straight skunk, that shit that stank So now I got my mail on, got another sale on I don
show How we got to talking 'bout it? I don't really know But she kept telling me, "I am not a ho, " I ain't even care but I was bored, I said "Sooo If I had a gee
