there I canceled my flight from going nowhere It's all I can do To keep waiting for you It's all I can do It's all I can do One too many times, I twisted
Traduction: La Voiture. C'est All I Can Do.
going nowhere it's all i can do to keep waiting for you it's all i can do one too many times i twisted the gate when i was crazy i thought you were great
a half stack And you can keep the cars Leave me the garage And all I... Yes all I need are keys and garage And guess what, in 30 seconds I'm leaving to
I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I?m so hard That I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, I?m so hard That I, I, I, I?m so hard Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Feel it coming in the air Hear the screams from everywhere I'm addicted to the the thrill (I'm Ready) It's a dangerous love affair (C'mon) Can't be scaring
: Baby Bash & Angel Dust] Let's take it to Miami, daddy, out to Miami Let's take it out to Georgie, sugar, Atlanta, Georgia Let's take it out to Cali,
fall Cause I'm standing on top looking down at it all I see you down there to ya'll this ain't like I got it all Homie I ain't get enough I'm still trying
many haters cause they can't handle they hoes I say I can't do no better because this is all I know Ooooh, all I know, all I know, all I know [Verse
we won?t think of no one else I?ll put you before myself I?ll never find another girl like you Who can love me like you do So I can give my love to you
[Talking: Fabolous] It really was all Drama's fault, I been had the mixtape done He's like yea that's cool, But I'm bout to go to the Bahamas I'm like
must come down And I'll be here like What's Up now? [Verse 2] I do the yankee rockin' wit a lean Know ya can't knock it when ya clean Girls want me on
wanna beef Knowin I'm slower than do so, cause I got much more at stake HUH!?... that's why I'm ignorin ya page I can't respect you no more, you's a
keep, I gotcha I rock ya word to big pa-pha I gotcha [Chorus] Jagged Edge Girl, I?d trade it all, money, cars and everything All, even give up my street
week, pay em all a visit I bring Pamela Lee to the P's so we all can dig it I popped enough alcohol so we all could swig it Guns, stand them up they
Fam, that Street Fam (Woo Woo) It's the realest that you've ever seen (New Fabolous, Paul Cain) And ya'll know who I be right? (Come, On!) Lo, Lo, Lo
talk it, be about it You talk it, but we about it We do it, you read about it Leave 'em don't speak about it We live it, you dream about it How could
off the Christian Dior I done popped 'till I sweat a christ in a pore But I do it again if you missed it before Its no big deal I'm so big wheel In them