' that ya boy desire I keep the metal thing-a-mijiggy the color is copper I keeps it gangsta You can ask my niggaz 'cause they know, they know I'ma hustler
Oversættelse: Da Band. De kender.
the color is copper [Chorus: Chopper w/ Fred in the background] I keeps it gangsta - you can ask my niggaz cause they know (They know) [Fred] Yeah I'
or rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas time at all? Here's to you Raise your glass for everyone Here's to them Underneath that burning sun Do they know
rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas-time at all? Here's to you raise a glas for ev'ryone Here's to them underneath that burning sun Do they know
nor rivers flow Do they know it's Christmas time at all? BRIDGE: (Here's 2 U) raise a glass 4 everyone (Here's 2 them) underneath that burning sun Do they know
down the club, we threw a brick in da door Shit, I'm the number man, hot like Summer Jam Slick like Fonzarelli, and Rich like Cunningham I stretch them like rubber bands
stay right. So right, so right, had me lodi-da-da-da, lodi-da-da-da, da-da, da-da. Krayzie: I say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body
a second, feel me, ya know, I mean? I want y'all niggaz to get y'all Coronas, yeah Get y'all muh'fuckin' dutches, light y'all muh'fuckin' haze up Grab y'all yak, ya know
. He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night, and wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright. They clap their hands and stamp their feet, 'cause they know
He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright They clap their hands and stamp their feet 'Cause they know
do it like I do it 'Cuz you know them **** be tryin' that Oh don't you know I **** wit fine diamonds That look like Pamela They fine and they hot brah
' these on they know I'm buyin' 'em Now don't nothing get the hype on first site like white on whites Them three quarters them lows, they all tyte The only problem they
these on You know I'm buyin dem (big boy) [Nelly] Now don't nothing get the hype on first site like, white on whites (Big boy) dem three quarters them lows they
cold orange juice 'cause I'm really really trippin' Went to the strip club and request that I'm da man The next thing you know I was throwin' rubber bands
[Father:] Hey Kids! [Kids:] Hey Dad! [Father:] What'da want to do today? [Kids:] We don't know. [Father:] Wanna go to the matinee? [Kids:] NO! [Father
, here with this pen, so innocent But when you win, they say you a sin, but in the end They jump on the bandwagon and dance to the band playing Skinny
im angry im da guy with da shotgun in jimanji no fair when i enter da stampede i was doin dese tings from when deyja was ran by randy so da bars are
