four, five, but six whores For equality, vocal ??? and wallabies I smoke la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum
a doubt (it's vicious), it's vicious Oh oh, this go out to all my tataliciouses (woo yeah) Yeah (yeah), that's what I'm talkin about, uh hum [Chorus #
los de el Guadalquivir O sobre la Costa del Sol Tout le monde verrait que ca veut rien dire Si on chantait sans les consonnes Eu e un hum un une an on
love the world less, put my ego to rest Moro get this Moro get that Break your ego coz we don't need that M-R en medio O O termina MORO ohhh Que no
make money now he married to that cage Divorce is not an option and prenumptual is void Eat up what ever after but I'm tangled in my cord (hum) Bored
greed Leaks your blood, sweat, and tears crystal clear freeze unreluctantly From Mariana's trench to mama's breast through the dead who plundered me I hum
je rentre chez moi J'regarde mon bambino dormir profondement et je pense a toutes les rates qui me disent qu'elles m'aiment vraiment Mais quand j'serai K.O
call me) Haah! (Timbaland) Ahja tu ahja mere saminay tu ahja jaanu (Come on baby come to me or come in front of me) O! (Timbaland) Kitna tashowu gay
Sing it to him! [Raj] Kasise humara meruna [Tim] Sing it to him! [Raj] Dumhese hum dono dewana [Tim] Sing it to him! [Raj] Hum heeto hum muste me koya
j? nais pas de credibilite Vu qu? je n? rap en inde Et pire j?ai fait un feat avec MP T?imagine qu? est-ce qui dise Rap pas au meme prix Moi ces mini fleche Mini hum
but I had to bring that pattern back We live inside a house that says fuck 'em on the welcome mat Deep inside the ear canals of Bill O'Reilly's daughter
getting in and getting out was not like this Was not like this He's out in the sun, he's sucking his thumb He's talking to hum Ahhhhhhhh mechanical
vou cantar Essa Nossa Cancao!... Hum Hum Hum! Hum Hum Hum Hum! Hum Hum Hum! Hum Hum Hum! Larrarra! Larrarra! Larrarra! Veja bem, foi voce A razao e o
Everyone, new millennium [Will] There's a party tonight Everybody was drinking The house was screaming And the bass was shaking And it won't be long Till everybody knowing at twelve o'clock At 12 o
people rushing round with no time to spare. I'm so dizzy I'm neither here nor there, in this traffic jam I just want to shout let me off o'this english
hum hum J'ecoute pas t'existes pas donc vas-y parle a ma main Si t'as pas compris ca veux dire non merci hum hum. Aves mes biatches je me deanche dans
the empire is back an we bugged out Phats, Keke, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe an my nigga Yukmouth these bit*hes beggin me to come to Menage A Trios but Muslims hear us say, 'hum