Ooohhh B.o.B, Whats up whats down, Ladies and gentleman, we are enterin, the 5th dimension, Right on right on, B.o.B. B.o.B give it to em Girl im eons
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5h du mat, j'ai des frissons Stofkry m'a fait un nouvel instru, je monte le ton Seul sur mon lit, dans mes draps j'suis froisse C'est l'insomnie, sommeil
It's five o'clock in the morning, And I cannot sleep I'm looking at you beside me, and I'm watching you breathe Baby I touch your face Feel your warmth
I Want You Back When I had you to myself I didn't want you around Those pretty faces always made you Stand out in a crowd Then someone picked you from
told me sleep was a cousin to death And following a dollar finds nothing but stress A marathon grind like I'm running from rest It's (5 o'clock in the
ehi vacca vuoi un testo per il tuo nuovo album mentre ascolto qualche bum bum chiuso nella mia camerretta non mi faccio una pugnietta anzi si mi fumero
[Yeah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! Plaahahatinum.] Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature
Hey girl whats your name, I think I caught you looking my way. Do you want to know how to get me off to your own. Weekends work the best I'll pick the
(feat. Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] Nights like this I wish Rain drops would fall a all 5 heartbeats left One last deep breath Freeze [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I
Waiter [x3] Tonight I?ll be your waiter (waiter) [x2] Let me serve you all night I assume you know what to say Tell me baby girl what?s your craze. Tell
50 Cent I?m gon be honest with you I expect you to like me I mean what is there not to like I?m confident, got a great sense of humor I?m fun, I?m the
me selfish A shell fish Too much to deal with And I don't get out much It's getting hard to know who I really am Quick blink turn yellow into red 5
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vanno via come i capelli via ridono, gridano le perdo dentro un "rave" c'e la luna nelle fortane col faccione e il maglione si stringe sempre piu Vanno via ragazze della 5
Refrain : (X2) J'suis que noir dans un monde tout blanc J'utilise ma haine pour aller de l'avant negro joue pas le poto je prefere les animaux je prefere
mes dizz disent dakar gangsta west side poto toujours hors-la-loi on deborde jusqu'a la mort du commissaire qu'il voulait demander la ghetto fab filiere
Refrain (X2): Les rappeurs sont des chattes Les rappeurs sont des chattes devant laurent bouneau les jambes ils ecartent j'ai pas besoin de sky j'ai