Where does that leave the workers There jobs a has been [Chorus:] All out, all out, all out, redundancy All out, all out, all out, no job for me Please
Traduction: Les entreprises. All Out.
you ever had the feeling that you was being had Don?t that sh-t make you mad They treat you like a slave, with chains all on your soul, And put whips
,7,8,9 Ha Ha Aaliyah's in the house So check check check chicidy check check check it out 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 Ha Ha Aaliyah's house fools So check check check it out
was a pup I've been stuck with the street {shit} Keep the heat {shit} {fuck} it {nigga} gotta eat I past on a weak {shit} If it's out there I want it All
Verse One: [Trife] Baby listen, bets to believe I can give you what you want and all that you need Mackin' all the ladies, from the fly to the shady
with it you would think that I invented it Yea, I got a million ways to get it in All day back and forth like tennis is Another day at the office to handle business
an agent He introduced himself as an employee of the nation He asked would she'd be willing to offer cooperation You fit the job description and all the
s the All City varsity, hard-headed squad We played y'all spades, y'all handle y'all cards But we ain't all odds, we just blaze, man Y'all playin' checkers
to Mars From Venus to Mars [Chorus x2: B.o.B] The ticking clock The tick clock Is counting down counting down Like 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Your out of time out
[Chorus] [Verse 2:] I kno, I kno, I kno They tryna figure out, what's my business incentives I'm simply tryna speak to who or whatever will listen And reach out
my partners right through culinary art school Now he my personal chef so that bread he get it Put them all in houses cleaned up all of my friends credit And now they witness all
and a malted milk She's trying to get you If you're used to goin' to Carnegie Hall, but when you take her out night clubing All she wants is one meatball
business with my baby tonight We're gonna talk things over And make things right 'Cause I couldn't sleep at all Since we had our fight I've got business
chords towards groovin' yours We mash up St. Marteen (and it's all good) We dig each gig together gettin downs the business we're just hittin' yo town
here's my love I'm for real time is right give us a chance nothing-I won't do-for you rap: To each his all and all the love I've grown three rolls of
