Lyrics:
Y. A. R. B. You know me
ว่า gang กู real G
พวกกูแร็พจน OD
กู rap จน get the gold chain
Don't tryna fuck my homies
Don't fuck with holdteam
know
-
Chorus x2
If it’s Me? It’s hot
Is Lit, On G-d
Is R. E. Y
GM, GN
They try, they not
Gon’ stop, the drop
GM, GN
GM, GN
Yo Gm Gn, them lights are
the Dude
On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly
And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher
She ain't used to a thug, she love
not homophobic but
We need to set it straight
We need to get it straight
Hoe you entering heaven's gate
No time to celebrate
Warren G. how we regulate
as mente dos moleque no rolê
Tipo ""Brasil com P"" de G. O. G
De A. T. F e N. G. O a S. N. J e R. Z. O
É papo reto mano, esse alfabeto eu sei décor
Faça um
er beskidt som en tur i studiet med R. Kelly
Kom med Whiskey og pis i bæltet og din sølvske
Hvor' du fra – Homie jeg' proletar
Hælder sprit i
flavor's really better than chocolate
I got that one-of-a-kind, one-of-a-kind, one-of-a-kind
That R. Kelly shit that make you wanna bump and grind
I really
S. Sala / G. Abry / R. Zahedan
Take me and touch my mind
Life is cruel but love is kind
When you see the spider grin
Say hello and walk right in
break
Baby, you got skills
Uh so step right up and let the R. Get a feel
I wanna see you dance to a mid tempo
You can stroke your body and make it look so
left the service, got a G. I. loan
I got married, bought myself a home
Now I hang around this one horse town
And do the best I can
It's gettin'
the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Yeah, Terror Squad,
BROTHERS
Escape
(W. mangione - g. pastori - g. brittanni - r. di biagio)
Mary stands in front of a mirror
Mary is a mirror
Mary is the universe
nigga, knock down G's, steady flow
So I'm calling P. R. C., other shouts, sinful
This, I'm claiming six, time to-
This, I'm claiming six
This, I'm
'cause I'm robbing, uh
I really move the stick, like a shift
I feel like R. Kelly, take a piss
Remix, half & half, like a Brisk
10BandLeek hit a ten band
bloody salty. she is good and evil bitter. she is sacred.
she's woman woman woman woman. g. delgado-lopez text gesang. r. goerl
schlagzeug. c. haas
Words and music by R. Littlefield and G. Cushing- Murray
Sonny's out strollingâ?¦ambling slowlyâ?¦awash in amber streetlight
A Mexican wind blows
Show me your wild side
Stick out your back side
Come on, arch that phat behind
R. Kelly, let me see you wind
Show me your wild side
Stick out your
Coro. La fiesta no termina
Tremendo vacilón
La fiesta no se acaba porque se formó el rumbon
W R. - Y es que aquí me encuentro yo en tremendo vacilón
Weed And I'm A Blow It Up
[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
To All My Real Live Niggaz Wats Happenin
Its Kells I'm Bout To Get Shit Crackin
Much Love To All
the keys to the spot
And it's full of hunnies, panties with no tops
We take a puff of 'dro be-atch
Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up
Yeah, Terror Squad,
a twenty and bought a machete
Back trapped in a closet just like R. Kelly
I skrrt off in Lambs, she know I'ma G.O.A.T.
Say she on her period, I'm fuckin'
N. -is for that nigga, who keeps banging... banging
O. -is for outstanding everyday... everyday
R. -is for ridiculous crazy... so crazy
E. -is for
G Am G Am
R. Ide, por todo o mundo, a todos pregai o Evangelho.
C G/B Am G F
1- Cantai louvores
Am G Am
R. Ide, por todo o mundo, e a todos pregai o Evangelho.
C G/B Am G F
1- Cantai louvores
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