My mellow my man, right My mellow my man, uhh My mellow my man, right My mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man my mellow my man For Scott Storch
My mellow my man My mellow my man, right My mellow my man My mellow my man, right My mellow my man My mellow my man My mellow my man My mellow my man
Traduction: The Roots. Mellow My Man.
down they sugar walls Aw naw! Getting to the nappy root Knocking boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto! A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my
rhyme Verse One: Nas Check it out When I'm chillin, I grab the buddha, get my crew to buy beers And watch a flick, illin and root for the villian, huh
deep, ghetto child of some chocolate, complected groovy head to toe, plus crazy cooler than vanilla I catch a slap five from my man, that's my mellow
says click. Cause you make me feel s**t iv never felt in my life if ever I see my life ill wish 4eva you'd be my wife. Cause girl what ever you'll be
they sugar walls Aw naw! Getting to the nappy root Knocking boots and stilettos, damn I keep it ghetto A cool type of fellow, mellow got the gold medal Never settle for less my
turn around and try to have your own children?" So I changed up my style once again So me and my moms could still be friends My daddy wasn't buggin out
! ahhh... One two, one two We came here to just motherfucking do You and a crew Got my man marley marl in the house Can't forget my man, lik, y'all in
Yeah, I'm loungin', I got my man Donald Byrd I wanna give a big shout out To my little man Miko, he's 2 years old He's away visiting his grand mom but