give u watchu want Give u watchu need That that kitty cat, kitty cat fiend Now breathe x3 Now stop! Girls gone wild The girls they goin crazy [x3] Girls
non stare fermo quando senti questa roba,non stare ferma quando senti questa roba(x3),cerca una ragazzo quando senti questa roba e prendilo a calci quando
1 non sei nessuno 2-3 chi saresti te? [rit] io voglio essere contento anch'io e non posso perder tempo anch'io voglio essere contento anch'io e non posso
juste pour tirer son coup Refrain: Un sourire cache une larme (x3) (Cache une larme) Un sourire cache une larme (x3) (Cache une larme) Ok 3h du
tomber hier y a un poucave ou un chien noir dans la team la police et la justice desirent nous prendre en sandwich y a le baveux et son tarif tratospherique ton ex
So , So , So , So !!! So , So , So , So !!! Qui sait faire l'oseille ? King de la banlieue nord 9.3 tu peux pas test Pourquoi t'es pas d'accord ? Sur
qui pensent qu'en banlieue On ne peut pas penser puisqu'on pense qu'a danser Rapper sur des beats cadences Remarque ils pensent ausi qu' les 3 millions de chomeurs c'est 3
t come with that package Yes y'all I would love to match it But names just make it harder to hack it by [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Pharrell] + (Joel Madden
the dance floor burning up Music turn it up Baby I'm Real hot so is it my turn to touch you Baby you Look like you're buzzin on Ex with 3D effects
(What's wrong with me...) What's wrong with me, yeah, yeah (C'mon, c'mon; c'mon baby) How long will it... be, yeah (C'mon) [Verse 3] Every once in a
she walk by See me on the same block Same crew, like she never seen rocks Chain watch, rims blue Different color boots on, park Yukon You predicates ex
t know nothin 'bout takin the stand I ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout dro or hash Coke, dope, ex, dust or
pay-cut Even though they make eight bucks workin' at grey cuts Hourly, I'm sufferin' from a break up They serve screw at the grey cut, I need to wake up I call my ex
wanna be on stage, I wanna feel like a star Oh baby, I'm the king of disco... (Get up, get up...) I'm a young single man at the age 25 Ex-communist
the end ex girlfriend I don?t care what you think of me now So long your gone This is the break up song So long your gone This is the break up song [x3
it like it's stolen 7-11 a nigga keep rollin' I'm headed to the top bitch and I don't think you going And how my checks look, stupid as hell So tell me how my ex
me on, turn me on] [3x] Turn you on If you want my loving, I'ma give it to you If you need it right now, I'ma send it on through Fed-Ex, overnight loving
Together you and me could be so special ah baby [Verse 2] Our feelings get greater A million days later Talking all night please stay up but Here comes ya ex
