Traduction: Ledoux, Chris. Cash que j'ai eu.
Lyrical scars tattoo your body in a few unwanted ways when you of all people deserve something more than that you need to be asked What would an angel
Well I thought life would get better as I aged but life's not like wine and all my problems still remain and I don't know if things every chance all
As the evening slowly fades to night you stay just as bright as the first time I laid eyes on you I search inside of me to try and find a few romantic
All those songs were about you I just made some story up so things wouldn't be wierd between us but I wanted to tell you everything right there but I
Money don't mean a thing to her but it'd be nice if on the front of a backburner She wasn't thinking about the things that she could have had If she
Everything feel into place tonight I put my cards down played everyone of them right now I'm ready to take home the prize I've gambled for. I see through
your goin berserk charles CH is perfect with the Kurt bars just incase you mr. Like wilson, rappers on my rader, so it's hilson School niggas like readers make what you feel bend Ask chris
lookin for a girl with a ass like Trina to rub Take home and let her watch the plasma screen in the tub These niggas hate I'm movin so much cash and cream
water be splashing The Drop top 3 in the quota we dashing Flawless diamonds in the water we flashing The money we oughta be stashing I make sure ever quarter be cashed
(feat. Cartier Kitten) I'm like, right now, go barf As they flock I trip and shout it on the others I keep the crowd jump like I'm Chris ... I ain't
G-Unit and we always in beef Ja and Fred Durst, both of them jerks Got put out the game, ha, ha, ya lames! Paul's Chris Lighty, Tracy's Nicki Martin Boxes
better do your homework you'll find out who you fucking with 'Cause I ain't full of s-cker shit, I'm joking no Chris Tucker shit I ain't even smilin',
[feat. Chris Brown] [Chris Brown:] Hands up in the air I just want the I just want the baddest bitch in the world Right here on my lap And I'm a hit
motherfucker {Busta Rhymes} You can be my lady, you coul even be my lollipop sucker The road dawg baby comin like the mad trucker Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than Chris
hit you broads with Chris' force like you pissed him off Talented with the tongue motherucker, you ain't got a lick in yours Hittin' licks, like I'm robbin' liquor stores Making cash
I?ma hit you broads with Chris?s paws like you pissed him off talented with the tongue muthfucker you aint gotta lick in yours hittin? licks like I?m robbin? liquor stores makin? cash
hype miss me if you blink twice if your head pussy right I'm a fuck you all night the rockstar young beetle tell em good night kiss dada... ice water cash
