by on you I get high on you (I get high) I, I get by on you (Get high) I get by on you (Get high) I get high on you (Get high) Sunshine slipping through
Traduction: Chiquenaude. High On You.
mon [Chorus 2: Fabolous (2x)] This is my party So get fly if you like to Get high if you like to cause I know you like to Put your hands up as high as you
New York to California people grind on ya And they never stop, even though a stop sign is on ya I'm a take my time and flick nicks and dimes on ya I ain
It's 4 am and im wide awake waiting for the thoughts to fade i flick a ring of all of my mistakes and as the light starts creeping in i slowly feel the
you up in the pen and gave you 3 to 10 I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends Hoping you well, I know it's hell Doing time in the cell
Ask to buy you a drink, you holla Dom Perignon Knowin I'm a cash getter still I, remain calm Let you chill with me; plus you was smilin 'til the bill
struggle every day but you gotta hold on Chorus: repeat 4X Hold on, be strong, hold on Be strong, hold on When it's on it's on There's, never a good
m the bad guy, why? I say, "Hi," and try to stay high Life's a mess don't stress, test.. of givin but be thankful that you're livin.. blessed Guess who
liquors out to my dogs trapped up north Reminisce on the deceased who no longer exist Only wishin' we could bring them back with songs like dis Old flicks on
street. Now niggaz know you ain't shit, damn! I see yo' monkey ass in da paper, cos you ain't returnin them jewels you borrowed, you better give 'em back, you
carriage will come I'm in the clouds you won't see me on the train I travel first class you don't even got a TV on your plane You should be easy on my
you reelin' on a rockin' machine CHORUS: With a flick of the switch With a flick of the switch she'll blow you sky high With a flick of the switch With
hoe you know you want the daddy, Imma get some brain while we rollin in the Caddy. Ice on my chain bitch you bet I'm a starr, rubbin on my dick make a
let the mac speak boy Track meet boy, hundred meter dash, straight to the trash You corny rhymin on them whack beats boy (C'MON) And you know we rock on and on
bitches Give you something that'll split you up And leave you with stitches Looking pathetic, I hit y'all niggas with the kinetic Make you respect it, and beat you
-mailing you, at the wrong website Mispelling you, break you and put the fear of hell in you Escape above you, stuff the nurse in a purse Disperse like
