I see the light bouncing off your cheeks But tonight I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe Could be the night with the color of your
Traduction: Hit The Lights. Pulse.
: I see the light bouncing off your cheeks But tonight I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe Could be the night with the color of
hood made my heart cold I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out) Motherfuckers light out (lights
hood It's cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding, (yeah...) I'm still hearing those sirens, I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light
Everybody pulsing like a strobe light (light) Like a strobe light Like, like, like a strobe light Like a strobe light Like Like Like a strobe light Like a strobe light
disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags off a 10 percent doze
my hood made my heart cold I get to poppin off that thang like I'm loco No sense in coppin pleas when you see my knife out (knife out) Motherfuckers light out (lights
youu could get it my dear 5 million dollar homes drop bentley's I swear Yeahh (Jae Millz) Baby we are so live you aint gotta check for a pulse Its young
hoes in disco's My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes Shows, Niggas pack 6 rolls We're losin' 'em His hart won't get pulse Pack you bags off a 10 percent
drop a shit load Grip fo's Mushrooms, did those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, roll, I stick a zip code Tiptoed, before Doc hit skid row
I'm embedded in what is known as beat Let it be shown, every enzyme is complete In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse pump Rapidly, heart rate,
like Gamera to amateurs, hit 'em with a cannonball And in all this confusion The fusion of music and mind precipitates translucent illusions Search the ruins with Automator Hit
my knife out (Knife out) Motherfuckers light out (Lights out) Hey whaddup 'cuz it's 50 Cent, what's happenin', nigga? Ever since the moment I was born I been dyin' (Yeah) Hundred miles an hour, pulse
s light Shining in her eyes Screamed my sermon damning sin and vice When underneath I was a regular guy My pulpit melted like a block of ice When a bolt of lightning hit
think tomorrow we might be sore Even in this light, your tits look white against the tanning And I know we're a couple now 'cause We went down the Family Planning It hit
the hood It's 'cause I'm doing this man Niggas, I'm still grinding (Yeah) I'm still hearing those sirens I'm still getting chased by those lights Only the light