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mert én  
 Letekerlek úgy, Ahogy a Kimbo Slice,  
 Mint a Spice girls kis gádzsi leszel,  
 Tegyél le arról, hogy nekem keresztbe teszel,  
 Pofonokat

a 40 meg a Spice One 
 Beb C és Pub C, ők tudják, mi a fasz van 
 A szakmának üzenem, hogy nőjetek már fel 
 Próbálkozzál nőknél, a szövegeidet meg ásd

dey match her cruise (match her
cruise)
She dey my mind every time I snooze (time I snooze)
While I cook she adds Spice and booze
What you wanna do

of
Spice to your life and fulfill your dream

Tread the way, tread the way of a warrior
Tread the way, tread the way of a warrior
Tread the way, tread

My ship has sails that are made of silk,
The decks are trimmed with gold,
And of jam and spice
There's a paradise in the hold.

My ship's aglow with

and the liars
Hey, I know it's just a song but it's spice for the recipe
This is a love attack, I know, went out but it's back
It's just like any fad, it retracts

turnin' right onto Bridge Street
The fine wines and exotic spices of Madden's
Would carry him 'cross Patrick's Bridge
Through the gateway of the city
All

will you say what you want?
rollercoaster
coasta rolla
go away and pull me closer
rollercoaster
coasta rolla
go away

like sugar and spice
a little too

could've got you ten packs, but you ain't talkin' right
Out on bond for a dope case, got me walkin' light
Me and Mike fucked the world up from talkin' spice

you, I got you
I got extra all the time, gonna blow your mind

No, no, no complain, eat up
들이켜 또 lick it up
달콤함에 넌 맛이가
Spice up your life
Extra

of his tongue

Last night while falling asleep
I found a handkerchif down by my feet
The smell was on my sheets
Like Old Spice it reeked
I'll get a grand

environment so violence bitch u can expect it. I live a jungle life. 


Verse2:

See my spices in danger and no I'm not the friendly type see I dnt tlk

Mh-mh, kein Fetisch, keine Phase, kein Effekt hier
Mh-mh, nur keine Lügen, kein' Stress und kein Versteckspiel
Ja, ja, mein Sugar, mein Spice und das

Bought a chain and a lock, I'ma tie that shit up
Tie it up real nice, I won't let you have my spice
Falling back, switching tracks 'cause you know

gesprekke is heel gangbaar, jou company is nice
Ek hou van saam uitgaan en saans ruik jy na sugar en na spice
Maar jy bly ‘n pel, niks meer nie, my die

The prince of darkness
The main piece in the room
Radiates like crystal in a tomb
The prince of darkness
A Persian tapestry
Cardamom spice in his

(fuckin' congressman)

See, I can talk about a stick and I can talk about a Glock (Glock, Glock, Glock)
I can talk 'bout this and that, spice lane, it's

respected
Regardless of the spice le matheithei
Women treat you the way o ba treatang
Maar some of them ba tletse makay ba ba spitang
The art is not finding

Jimmy’s got a Pottsville beer		gonna sit down and drink it here
Jimmy’s digging that pitcher of beer	pass it all around

Mary’s got a penny spice			Mary’s

tells me
Go on and fly
He gives me sugar
With a little spice
He is a recipe for love
And tastes so very nice
He gives up everything he can
He’s my one in

anymore

I grab a bottle of champagne and put it on ice
I run upstairs and slap on some Ole Spice
She says I'm already drunk, and you smell like a skunk

luck case
Nobody's chlld
Who would not be tamed
Your heart was wild

Sugar and spice
They turned into outrage
You cut yourself deep
Your men were like

Mary Magdalene and Mary mother of James
Barring their spices to his grave the women came
Early that Sunday morning they were wondering what to do
For his

All of my guys wanna kpansh you
Your booty spice like kalashi 
Open your door make we faaiji 
See my baby no time 
I fit to Kpai for this body
Omoge