don't go Cause you make sleeping difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go And you make eating difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go
don't go Cuz you make sleeping difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go And you make eating difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go It
Traduction: J Holiday. Ne Go.
saying don't go Cause you make sleeping difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go And you make eating difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go
for me Don't go And you make eating difficult You make it difficult for me Don't go It's almost impossible Almost impossible to breathe Don't go
DON'T STOP, ooh i like what you're doing so please don't move Never met a man that turns me on like you do, Oh oh oh [J. Holiday] I love it (I love
is this is the remix J. Holiday the seductive yea Trina ha ha ha ha. [Verse: Trina] Now I ain't neva met a man like you before and you ain't neva had
fall [J. Holiday:] But it wasn't suppose to go this way She was suppose to be another game to play And I can't figure it out I don't know how she did
don't want me no more Fuck being ten to get in, these motherfuckers act like they don't know my face Better remember I'm quick to click and hit don't act like you don
go) Nothin but peace (I wanna go) love (I wanna go nigga) And street passion, every ghetto needs a thug mansion [Verse Two: Nas] A place where death doesn't
down Comin' down, comin' down Comin' down Comin' down, comin' down Comin' down Comin' down, comin' down [Verse 1: Eighball] I make the money, money don't
INTRO : ALLEZ VIENS DANSER AVEC NOUS LA TOUTE MAM ZEL A KA YA BOUGE LA YOU GOT HIT ME POSITIVE SO DON'T BE NEGATIVE CHAMPAGNE AND WHISKY IT'S WEEK END
MORE than 1/2 Dead if he don't fill my motherfuckin drink up! [1/2 Dead??] Or fill your motherfuckin mouth up [D.O.C.] Ahhhhhh-HAHAhahahahAHAHH [some hoe] I don't
Won't Stop, Block Go Tick-Tock, Plus I Got Them 3 Blocks, Diamond Like A Earring, Watch Cost 200, The Woman Is Near Me, I Don't Think You Hear me, My
ya boy yo gotti Chea Gucci mane the flare My nigga Ralph in here Zaytoven on the beat nigga And it's a street nigga holiday My Nigga D.J Holiday Chea [
my soliloquy speak to a gun Pain in slow motion like trees that reach for the sun Nigga the preaching is done cuhz I don?t got a D.J. like reverend Run
ghetto needs a thug mansion [Verse Two: 2Pac] Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
now?) (HEY! Hit me! Where are they nooooooow?) {The Original Spinderella, all that, awww man, I can't believe it yo, don't go nowhere} {I got more!!!
