Traduction: Loi rapide. You And I.
You and I diggin' a dirty groove 'Cause we've got none to prove And nothing left to lose You and I we're like a perfect team You and I live in an orange
loose, I see Right Through you you got a Hole in your Head too And I knew it the Very Moment i met you So I hope you got your swagger up You know just
and his eyes give her the up and the down. His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up. But the body on the bed beckons forward and he starts growing
I kno I kno You ain't seen me ina while and you tryin to figure out just where the hell did I go Well I liked you I ain't just want sex Well I ain't even
has finally come you get a mouth full You only act on greed and by your actions this is proved And can't you see all the flowers diein all around you
heat y'all! You know I got a little money, got a little fame But you know I came from the streets y'all If you wanna act funny, I can do the same And
and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) Round and Round and Round and Round (WHOA!) Round and Round and Round and
I was taught, never talk wit a snake When you kill a nigga you love, you pay for the coffin and weight Get you wrapped up, and tossed in a lake If you
Excuse me girl, I don't mean to bite And I aint trynna make a scene and nuthin But you got a face I done seen in magazines and somethin Kinda Legs hat
jockin, man I wish I was you, My song hit number one, yea I love the way you move, Or is how you wind, girl I forget the lines, She said she like my
sweat it out [chorus:] And don't smoke what you don't roll up And act right if ya know you can't fight (take it easy) Take a test if you unsure if its
want you, I swear You got no worries, you got no cares All you got is motherfuckers who will jock you Yeah, you got money in your pocket And you shoot
I'm-a put you right on the hood I've been down like an elevator (been there done that) I know you like to do it my way (I know you want that) And pullin
Shawty I'ma put it on you And make you think that you the girl I was singing all my songs to You got me thinking me and you went to drinking and sippin
his hood Matter fact I'm one deep, till I see my grave But I'm trying to stick around long enough, to see my daughter grown up and paid Besides, I don
I call it like I see it, and I can't be nothing but real I guess they can't originate, so they do nothing but steal I'm sick and I'm tired, I'm not gon
plexers, by the hand when I'm kicking your ass And everybody better ball on Cause I fuck around, and y'all gone and a nigga like me Cause I'm blessed
