Lyrics:
to Harlem?
All the spies went out to sea
But I remained in Harlem
Had to pay my parking fees
Felt just like P.T. Barnum
Caught a couple Pinter plays
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Well I Love TV And I Love T. Rex
I Can See Through Your Skirt
I've Got X-Ray Spex
I Came From The Sky Like A 747
I'm The Bad
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Well I love TV and I love T. Rex
I can see through your skirt
I've got x-ray spex
I came from the sky like a 747
I'm the bad
one more chance to breath~
He had the D. T. 's for breakfast, the shakes till noon,
He picked up his bag and left his motel room;
His head is
replay
It's the R-A-double T-P-A-C-K all day, MadGic
You got the kind of groove that
Keep my heart drumming, drumming, drumming
Got the kind
About to add tuxedos to my wardrobe
When I'm lit I'm at all the Black award shows
Soul Train
N double A C P
John Wick
Big four five A C P
Looks kill
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
a bitch gon' swoop me
I'm so T. Box a bitch like a boosby
With some glocks shoot a bitch with a two-piece
Bitch you ain't got it and that's when you lose
Don p champagne kanaku wahala
Bring moe Hennessy don pai tonight
Haha ha
We don jonse peperenpe
cti gbomo meji lole
Teba ti yo kema lole
In club
still
I’m shaking like a V.I.P.
I hit the hot spot, now I’m getting lost in the stream
With Lenny Kravitz on the playlist
You know you’re always
Les mots
Mariage des mots,
Petites phrases en l'air,
Pour en faire des marmots,
Des p'tits mots des modestes.
Les mots se jouent de nous souvent,
T. Cal made me do it
Yeah
Uh
Ever since I lost my brother, I've been up to the pain
Staring at the wall with your picture on the frame
Smoking
want baby girl you know imma do
And when I'm with my brothers you know that we racking blue
They like Thai T. why you rapping like there's rent due?
It's
endormi
La mort j'la comprends pas, la vie encore moins
La vie encore moins
On s'fait niquer si largement, on s'fait tout p'tit comme grincheux
Le temps
arte no me deja ni dormir,
El tiempo es constante viene tras de mí,
Mi pasado es mi más dolorosa cicatriz.
Soy P.T Barnum con su arco circense,
Soy
quote unquote
I'm knowing she feeling me
Two on one that's a trilogy
Cup of lean call it Billy Jean
We be turnt like a T. O. P
He the petal and leave
need to remind
You know who we be, yo it's the capital G's
Putting the P's in hip hop
Saying, hi to the hoes who wear hardly any clothes
Here's
fanatiques d'Inès
Au café P.M.U., c'était plus Pierrette Brès
J'te parle du temps du salut dans la rue
De la simplicité mais ca n'existe plus
Sans
décor tout ça. Allons! Vers les enfants.
Enfants:
V. E. R. T.
Enfants à gauche:
Enfants à droite:
Les pamphlets verts
Les feuilles
Les
the street in two
I doubled up my team and never told the dream
I showed what a lil bit of green could do (like)
Showed what a chick in V.I.P would do (like)
"Voa Serpente do orgulho,
Mãe da terra, nossa Mãe
Lei daqueles que clamam
P'lo Homo Natura, p'la flama,
Voa erótico Pentagramma
E destrói, e destrói
need to remind
You know who we be, yo it's the capital G's
Putting the P's in hip hop
Saying, hi to the hoes who wear hardly any clothes
Here's
last night", that's my nastiest song
Now it's on, ask my T. Jones
Seem like the whole World on my ding-dong
[Chorus (Baby Beesh & SPM):]
[Baby Beesh]
Judgment
Sup-p-z-z-z, (huh) a lot of you j-u-d-g-y mother-lovers out there.
Ah yeah, you need to control yourself (ha-a-a-a)
T-1-C-3 who said you
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