Ain't Got Pals I Make A Girl Get Low Like I Ain't Got No L's I'm A Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal More
I am flipin' it like a spatula Polo like a collage boi, no I'm not a college boi I am a so icy boi, I'm tatted like a biker boi We're the so icey gang
Nuff cats are slated for great things But if yuh nuh lick shot for love Well den murda we bring Murdaaaaaaah... CHORUS [Saukrates & Kardinal] We see you crab rappers everyday Praying for a
Brigades, for military band, in the original key of B Flat; and finally a version in F by Alberto Nepomuceno for singing: Music: Francisco Manuel da
our tight rhymes and haters get a black eye, from 7 (actually 6 1/2) crazy white guys. I'm just a guy in a band with a mic in my hand who decided to
I won't tell For my click I'm a ride or die For my click I'm a ride or die Eating on some chips Plus I'm smoking on a blunt Chilling on da front porch
in it wip ya like a key brick, hear me 'for you see me bitch she''s on the back seat rollin quarters like a meter bitch young money[x7] we da shit (Yo
with a es L rhyme with a cruzer End with a r-ra yup your a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause yall sum dylon hoes
I helped the Breton cause playing at Olympia. To teach the Breton youth to dance, I did it for a reason, Instead of dancing foreign steps and not just for a
... I Address (I Speak It) - I Correct, You A Dress, I A Pair-A-Pants I A Motarola, You A Just A Pair-A-Cans! Couple Coke-A-Colas And A String
my hands in the ayer, a-ayer, ayer, a-ayer Throw my hands in the ayer, a-yer, ayer, a-ayer Ayer, a-ayer, ayer, a-ayer Ayer, a-ayer, ayer, a-ayer Ayer
Traduction: Bandits Of The Acoustic Revolution. Ils fournissent la peinture pour la Masterpiece Image-parfait que vous allez peindre sur l'int ...
tight rhymes and haters get a black eye, from 7 (actually 6 1/2) crazy white guys. I'm just a guy in a band with a mic in my hand who decided to rap
our tight rhymes and haters get a black eye, from 7 (actually 6 1/2) crazy white guys. I'm just a guy in a band with a mic in my hand who decided to rap
a es L rhyme with a cruzer End with a r-ra yup your a loser I am a super star-a f.a.b.o I do it like tacara (f.a.b.o) cause yall sum dylon hoes t
it wip ya like a key brick, hear me 'for you see me bitch she''s on the back seat rollin quarters like a meter bitch young money[x7] we da shit (Yo Gotti
won't tell For my click I'm a ride or die For my click I'm a ride or die Eating on some chips Plus I'm smoking on a blunt Chilling on da front porch
a man with no face And a name I don't remember Who lives in a house in the middle of the woods And he said once "Son, don't you ever laugh out loud for
