's hood Believe me, it's nothing Big trucks mean rides we fly, t-squad, our time Believe me, it's nothing No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage It's
under fire I'm like 'mine'll get better one time' you dick blowers [Chorus] [Verse 3] No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage It's just another platinum
Traduction: Fat Joe. Ce n'est rien.
Traduction: Fat Joe. Ce n'est rien (Featuring Tony Sunshine).
m under fire I'm like 'mine'll get better one time' you dick blowers [Chorus] [Verse 3] No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage It's just another platinum
it - broke it Then she hung it on a wall Says, "You're dancin' with whom they tell you to Or you don't dance at all." It's tough out there High water
Cannon, Chingy, Fat Joe) [Intro] New York, Put it on the flo?. New York, Put it on the flo?. (What!) (C?mon) Cali, Put it on the flo?. Cali, Put it on
stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We back!) I make
It's just a little bitty pissant country place, nothing much to see No drinking allowed, we get a nice quiet crowd, plain as it can be It's just a piddly
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
nothing though I ain't saying nothing bout the funkin' ho What's up bitch, I'm ready to break How long can one fat bitch take? Quite snacking and pay
'm sorry Doc, it's Jacob again, my name's J "Tell me J, who's this Jacob anyway?" I fucking want him dead, it's a voice in my head I gotta lotta voices
me Whenever you down You know that you can lean on me No matter the situation Girl, I'm gon' hold you down [Verse 3] [Fat Joe:] Like green, it's the
