Testi:
Teen Hearts Hands In The Air

, an After school teen special written off in detest, I bet The air won't change with a thousand tiny trees, laying Strapped to the bed, trying to chase a hand

bombs for fun then dining in hell during Ramadan Whatever I'm rhymin' on, or whoever I tear em apart Swear on my pops, no fear in my heart Shit, been

cotton common, no problem for brick shawl lows, sock puppets and sitcoms describe long pages bread in a hotbox wigwam Debra tone hit the dish where the teens

bombs for fun then dining in hell during Ramadan Whatever I'm rhymin' on, or whoever I tear em apart Swear on my pops, no fear in my heart Shit, been

halle berry Primarily you couldn't hear me if I was your earring Put your hands up to the ceillng put your hands up if you breathin Feel Me, Fresh air

halle berry Primarily you couldn't hear me if I was your earring Put your hands up to the ceillng put your hands up if you breathin Feel Me, Fresh air

: [Intro: Cha Cha] I, Cha, stand up before y'all One hand in the sky, other hand over my heart Vouchin to be the last woman of my breed Right alongside