son, you You've got a lot to learn So I'm your best friend You love me and Well, I'll tell you something We're on the road to messy Now the bees behind
you... You've got a lot to learn. So I'm your best friend, You love me, and Well I'll tell you something: "We're on the road to messy." Now the bees behind
Traduction: Ventre. The Bees.
, you... You've got a lot to learn. So I'm your best friend, You love me, and Well I'll tell you something: "We're on the road to messy." Now the bees
could happen to me Birds and bees without flowers Girls be strong, boys don't cower Stand by your seat, scream and shower Oh, how the sweet can turn sour Birds and bees
U-God] Yeah, yo Give me the cue Skip the introduction, prosate the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin weed Splatter your belly
bad her son had to die for startin up the two four five Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a celly
bad her son had to die for startin up the two four five Guns never lie, chains like slaves go but heavy Down in my belly, attatched to my waist is a
dinner was served On the edge of town Hanging upside down From each limb of every tree Sway giant, dangerous vampire bats With their bellies full of bees
and my trunk is knockin' Felling my FUBU Hollering what it do Hitting circles throug the lot like im in a hula-hoop Who the crew that stang these streets like bees
, yo, give me the cue Skip the introduction, prostate the lip function The junction get rushed by some grimy people bustin' weed Splatter your belly like
the jam while naked angels measure a piece of rotting ham in symphonies of jelly you play with my disease while back across your belly there crawl dusty bees
red hand with a half a pelican What do you do? Don't stall Spring him and buy more It's the code of the streets If your belly ain't the beast And you
Cat killing dogs, pigs eating rats Every mouth will eat you up the king bug laughs Belly of the heart Belly full of bats The chromosomes seem not to want
flow I live by the code, style is mad P.L.O. My crew swarm in, tell a bitch please Didn't mama tell you about the birds and the bees? Especially them
