got a lot on my head Most of it's you I got a lot on my head Can't forget about you I got a lot on my head I got a lot on my head I got a lot on my
got a lot on my head Most of it is you I got a lot on my head Can't forget about you Lock me away where the silly boys go I'm on top of my nerves
Traduction: La Voiture. Got A Lot sur ma tête.
I got a lot on my head most of it is you i got a lot on my head can't forget about you lock me away where the silly boys go i'm on top of my nerves don
it right to a lot Tryna whip a Rollie or Cartier Shout out to this Pyrex, that bought this Audemeer Oops I meant Audemar, my whole team got them You loving
gold, or made it platinum But I got a lot of ice, a couple cars and a couple spots I don't go to jail no mo', cause my payroll includes a couple cops
ready for warring I'm the king like Tarzan, but mine is swinging on a vine We swanging on 84's, and chopping in a line Houston Texas the origin, of a
shoes on my feet Sugar brown ladies or red bones on my meat I'ma skip with the rub or not, on my sheets And ride with a big fo'-five, on my seat Pulling
waist, when we clubbin? Get it girls got it locked Get it boys in the spot Take it off you gettin? hot, cause we clubbin? In my pocket got ?em not Representin? Slot-A-Lot
pigs can't stop me UHH, am I a G, I got proof Banged in my youth, keep niggas on the roof with a scope, dough, Cube keep the rope Tupac string a nigga
a part time mutha I got a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) Part time A part time A part time mutha She's a (part time mutha
juices diminish then I'm a menace like I'm Iceberg Slim Lights blur dim with a slight curve grin A fifth of yak and a sack a brother might serve 10 Spitting
3 o'clock in the mornin, you knew where I was goin Straight to my spot, a loft in the city Stopped and picked up somethin pretty on the freeway suckin
comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run but he?s got a gun And he shoots you dead and he eats your
comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run but he's got a gun And he shoots you dead and he eats your
it comes right down and lands on the ground And out comes a man from Mars And you try to run but he's got a gun And he shoots you dead and he eats your
I chase that money like that dog chase that bunny Got that wet candy paint, got my car lookin' yummy (oh) Only smoke the best weed, my cigar lookin' puffy
my in my head baby I bet u turn around ntell me baby let's le-eave Any girl JD used to bring around I had a crush on Wishin I cud take em to my room
