Make a toast (Make a toast) Make a toast Do whatcha doing, baby Look at watcha doing to me, baby Make a toast (Make a toast) Make a toast Hey, make a
Make a toooooaaaaaast (make a toast) Make a tooooooaaaaast Do whatcha doin baby Look at watcha doing to me baby Make a toooooaaaaaast (make a toast) Make a tooooooaaaaast Hey make a toast
Traduction: Dolla. Porter un toast.
I need a chick that'll ride for me, my gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me, see this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin, don't guess
down, I need a chick that'll ride for me, my gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me, see this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin, don
toast to that Toast to the good times I can toast to that Toast to those good times I can toast to that Toast to the good times I can toast to that Toast
looting dollars But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla I crash parties, blast with proposed toast Im a have a problem like
no prince of the toast Played with Ouija boards, burned frankincense wit' a ghost I've learned, to do good plus a waste of evil And do what it takes to keep a
all ya'll motherfuckers You a bitch, you a bitch, i'm a bitch, We all bitches, In this motherfucking game Just be a bad bitch, When you be a bitch [Verse
're Alone in this world We learned to see all the corruption and All its hate, all its pain, so A toast to the end of our innocence A toast to our blank
but you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda and Dolla, I crash parties, blast with proposed toast I'm a have a problem like scrap blat with
won't get ya little strong then we will get it on we fuck until dawn so you know that its just a give and take situation No player hation make a toast
fresh it got freaks looking for a style on map quest i spin a charlots webb a silk screen and interior designs i like to watch a nickel turn into a dime
[Intro] This is no longer music It's a celebration homie [Chorus] Let's make a toast (Toast) To the young don And to the gangsters, until they postpone
I was a boy and you was ready to make me a man I played twista wit you spilt bellvie on you Kept you smoked out cuz you had a belly on you Now nelly
up the state I infiltrate your chest stain and increase the death rate Don't hate, my, it only makes us madder Pockets get fatter, then a only makes
