a stick up bitch gimmi jewls and dnt u move a muscle aint ready for the flossin from harlem to boston wat you nikkas watchin owww gtta semi for a nikka that b
me out to breakfast let me floss your chesse gimmi your direction make me scream your name you b makein it rain i b makin it pour you b my american slore
[Starts off with the beat of Jadakiss': "Letter To B.I.G.".] [Intro:] Uh! What's good my nigga? Feel I write you a lil' kype! Let you know what's going
bitch you aint know All that paper I gave you, and you still aint blow, still aint show up A little louder now, A little bit louder now (Thanks to Max B
Max B] Let's get it You ain't ready for this shit sexy That techno shit (disco) French! This a whole notha loop her babe [Verse 1: Max B] Stacks in the
See we all medicate our pains some ways This is what we do [Hook:] I'm 'bout to blow me a dubI need a swig of Grand Cru to take the pain away The sour
chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane holly molly go fuck your plea your chain for the better max do it for your boy you was riding in the jetta max
bitch hit me by the balls I need u 2 come & taste this need u in my space ship floatin thru the city I b focused on your titties while we both b lookin
blicky tuck Fedirally tryna hit me up But mii bitch she nice behind da wheel I b poppin out da window I'm nicer with da steel One thing a nigga could say is dat da ices dey b
C'etait un soir ou je cherchais mon chemin Sur des boulevards exterieurs tu es venue bousculer mon destin avec ton accent venu d'ailleurs t'as approche
Die Manner sind schon die Liebe wert Wer nicht so denkt, denkt bestimmt verkehrt! Wer ohne Mann lebt wird bald belehrt Fur einen richtigen Mann gibt
Was macht der Mayer am Himalaya Wie kommt der Mayer, der kleine Mayer Auf den gro?en Himalaya Rauf, ja da kommt er Ich frag mich aber Wie kommt er runter
Playing B-B bridges Hopping over gates Just to go swimming Yeah we were bad Tryna holla at older women Man Times was hard You know we didn't get much But we had each other
will twist man I left outta Clinton Max, got picked up by Killa Cam Fam we on another level, i'm bout to pull that porche out and flood the other bezel
[Song borrows the beat from Bun B's "Get Throwed"] [Chorus: Chamillionaire] Sorry but I'm real busy mayne Grindin, I'm in the streets gettin change
I ain't kidding you black If I owe money, gotta be to the max Third Coast baby, I'm speaking the facts Better sco' from me now, other niggaz'll tax If
when I hoe hop, I kick it to the bus stop (what?) and it's goodie goodie gumdrops I don't be droppin squat but to the heads they think it's topnotch I'm skippin over every other
[Blac talking] Yeah up in this motherfucka G-A-N-G-S to the motherfuckin' A motherfucka I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me Dre