Traduction: Une. Top Up à New York.
Traduction: A Plus. Top Up à New York.
Traduction: A +. Top Up à New York.
2] ??????????? We do this all night Got fellas spending money shorties looking right Either twist the cap or pop a cork This is how we getting down up top New York [A
Baby Bash] On Tha Cool, she baby boo, and I'm a let her wear my chain New Gucci shoes, new Gator blues, new platinum diamond rang New whips, she could
King Solo] Mama, take a ride with a G, roller coaster Range Rover Purple paint, white seats, just like I played for Minnesota Drop top, in New York, mama
Hook] [Verse 3: Baby Bash] On Tha Cool, she baby boo, and I'm a let her wear my chain New Gucci shoes, new Gator blues, new platinum diamond rang New
Righthere Big Ya Boy Sit'n On Top Like A Hair Wig Bed-Stuy Fly Bushwick Sick East New York Walk The Brownsvile Grill Ill U See I Gota Fortgreen Lean
us like a fan on stars 500 Grand on cars, you'll see a man on Mars Before a nigga lay a hand on ours Catch me in a Diamond chain and a thick cuban In
get bitches Get riches, hit dro, drink a dee coup Had a bad bitch from the dirty south With a good tooth like Lou If the answer's no, you a man ho Probably
's skin Now throw it up (throw it up) Let it drop down and pop up Slow it up Cause the cops bound to pop up But I don't give a motherfuck I'm mashin'
Convertible hard top in a Carrera Porsche (Cain) I'm young but I'm damn near a boss And of course your boy ride with a thing in the stash box Quick to
you got me, i got a thing for you (FAT JOE) a material girl in a material world, venus, serena, my cereal girls what you kno about havin dinner on a
I got work er'ywhere Homie tell me what you need I got people down south that'll let it go for cheap I got people up top with a plug on the Biz I got
Atlanta throwin bows And New Orleans, we got the thugs showin golds Take it to New York, and party at Madison Squarre We'll hit Cali and smash a model
, but it alright, if its a race then we won Took some yearrs, to get herre, now Mama, look atcha' son Blastin' em witout a gun, just a mic and some beat
the hair, threw her on the floor Opened her thighs, and guess what I saw A hell of a mess, oh, what a bush In a couple of minutes I'll be there to push
