Oh, make me over I'm all I want to be A walking study In demonology Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, so glad you could
Traduzione: Buco. Make Me Over.
them much, my man gather up the artilery you feelin' me? what gives, tryin to live its killin me its all about the whips chicks with the hips runnin the number hole
Brains an occasional ass hole What I need is a, whole lotta money involved I might run into Rob and run in ya job Real cats take chances Then I make ya
hell I ain't balling, cause it ain't your turn You can't see me can't be me, don't make me have to show ya Covered in ice, call me Rocky Balboa nigga
Wanna kiss wanna Put my lips all over you Can't get enough of you Always taken of you So sweet so very wet So good girl You make me sweat Girl I'm talkin
forever dead. Cold, Dark, Empty You wonder why I am the way I am. Maybe you are the one to make me this way. You've tried to seep into me. Wondering
old me then Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in Caucassian crazy like Arabians Hold this spot like some niggas fade me
which hole feel the best. [G:] You know which hole feel the best. [2:] We fin to see tonight, though. [G:] I'm gon make you remember me. [2:] Oh,
like me, but you don't even know me I will save me, I will save me Please fight for me Shut down in another light, in a hole not yet sewn Words that make
tellin you now, better open up your eyes Comin through now, gonna make you realize Better back off, can't take the pain Over and over and over again
in half [Chorus: 50 Cent {*sung*}] Believe me, we run this rap shit, fo sheezy Make makin' millions look easy Everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me Believe me
way Make money Make money, money, money nigga if you ask me It's the only way Take money Take money, money, money [Verse 1:] You wanna spray at me
my jewelry off But it threw me off the first time I called and you blew me off It was a shock, it struck me as odd, but it turned me on You started gettin
no Daves and 'Zinos There will be no peace discussions with me There aint gone be no friendly debates over crumpets and tea Just quit fuckin with me
mask way Make money Make money, money, money nigga if you ask me It's the only way Take money Take money, money, money [Verse 1] You wanna spray at me
man to merc me You can't get rid of Flames, nickname is herpes I'm a man, you a man, won't you act like one See me face to face chump, watch me beat you
my horizontal line to make a rainbow .. but it ain't the same though, yo The tried and true pros are chasing fool's gold sliding through holes, like small