just go in the lap And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask [Chorus (Lil Wayne)] Man we got that white girl, and wigga talk bout uh price
have to just go in the lap And if it's slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask Man we got that white girl And nigga talk about uh price to make
Traduzione: Giovanile. White Girl.
Yeah...for my street niggas [Chorus - girl singing (Oschino)] The sun never shines in the ghetto It always rains in the hood Heavy metals ring in
just go in the lap And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Man we got that white girl, and wigga talk bout uh price
muthafucka [Juvenile] That Nig-gidty Nig-gidty Nile's in this bitch, get right Fuck what u heard on tha streets, it's CMR for life Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white
you know she 'bout it I like 'em black, Puerto Rican, white, Haitian Asian, Columbian, latino, Jamaican Attitude like Wendy Williams, a ride or die chick Thug girls
them pants (Uh) Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh) You know I love that (I love that) Now where them girls at? (Where the girls
I met this girl named Pussy At the club - International Balls (Pussy) She was rollin' 4-deep 3 sisters and a weepy-eyed white girl drivin' a Hog I pulled
I'm comin' from I don't want your woman if she's acting dumb She ain't got no money, so how she gonna pay? If the girl can't have it when they grab
girl named Pussy At the Club International Balls She was rollin' 4-deep 3 sisters and a weepy-eyed white girl drivin' her haul I pulled up right beside
me off a fee keep yo' girl on yo' bankrole See me switchin' blowin' out kisses dudes don't know what they be missin' I'm the type of girl you need keep
suicide mission Bad bussiness the pussy had me mystified Couldn't trust her but I risked my life Bad business my dog as my witness Tried to act church girl
think a little boy should get paid [Verse One:] Don't call me boy! (why?) Haven't you heard? Boy ain't nothin' but a white man's word As the old saying
tale But I was weak in the knees, traded his gold medallion just to ride inside the saddle of cocaine the white stallion Pull out the car keys, pop in
