I can't get next to you. I can't get next to you, babe. (Next to you) I can't get next to you. (I just can't get next you) I can't get next to you,
I can't get next to you. I can't get next to you, babe. (Next to you) I can't get next to you. (I just can't get next you) I can't get next to you, babe
Traduzione: Human Nature. I Cant Get Next To You.
directly from the rotten core of the apple You can't battle what you can't directly see So subordination begins, an impressive infantry Farming school, welcome to the next
like the Sudan Craig Mack is like a loaded four-five Mothers get welfare, fathers won't survive Yo who can get fierce as fierce can get, get set I'm
did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? Anarchy
x)] "Well, that's it I hope you're satisfied I hope you had a good time You fucking heartless bastards You saw what you wanted So grab your fucking kids
female dog To play a nigga out for some shit in a catalogue And then move right along to the next man If the drama can't get him, the sex can So all day
you mother nature is a bitch, Love and restrict only benefit the rich, Loaded with hash eight-teen is the winner, You get the picture I started to shiver, I
of my brother William Brother where have you gone to I swear I never thought I could I see so many times They told me to shoot straight, don't pull The
to find No he didn't but I'll you [Hook:] I tell you what good with deez some and the how Cause that's why I stays with my klickow klickow [x2] Right
On You You Got Me So Excited So What You Gonna Do So What You Gonna Do I Can't Fight It Babe You Know I Gotta Get It Babe You Gotta Give It To Me Babe
Can I get a level, can I get a cue? Can I get some volume, can I get some room? Can I break it down, yep, I think I can Can I be the man, my song's about
that day He didn't pay cause you let him take you to a matinee (I saw you) You get slapped that way, you can't dodge the drama I'm pimpin aunts and mamas
to diss you Money short, they won't hit you Stuck in beef they won't git you For they fuck you won't kiss you When you dead, six feet in the ground, they
I don't know what you been told You dealing with a player, pimp hand ice cold I'm a get this money, did get honey So get ready, shake it down for me
Girl, you got me wired It's awful dire Let's not get fired And it's not my Pops that hired me anyway... I ain't naming names...but you know what I'm sayin
I ain't relate with it As I've grown I've seen how true colours get shown And learned to keep so-called friends at a safe distance When you up niggas
