(right here in this bedroom) No attire is required (right here in this bedrrom) Youll find your pleasure like hidden treasure (right here in this bedroom
here in this bedroom No attire is required right here in this bedroom You'll find your pleasure like hidden treasure right here in this bedroom I do
Traduction: Joe. Chambre.
right here in this bedroom) No attire is required (right here in this bedrrom) Youll find your pleasure like hidden treasure (right here in this bedroom
valuate this rap, take heed a fuckin genius Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin' die Fuck Crazy Joe, my name
yo' box in your hand... hot damn! I never drove a Lex dog, never drove a Land or a Testarossa, rather puff L's and I sip on mimosa, bedroom wall homegirl
R. Kelly, T.I., Rick Ross, Birdman, Lil' Wayne,..) Whoo! Roxanne, (Its Khals bitches! Owww!) You don't have to turn off your red light... [Fat Joe:]
a proper business day Now what's the point in opening up the store if you give the goods away [Chorus] Keep your language clean girls, keep your bedrooms
. Went sneaking throught her bedroom door to find something in a size four. Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls. GI Joe
to break How long can one fat bitch take? Quite snacking and pay me saps Cuz we goin' home to meet her pops "So Joe, what is that you do for a living
the whole night, buckle up girl get ready for this bumpy ride (Joe), Baby pull over (woman), Are you ready (Joe), Yes I?m ready (woman), This jeep is our bedroom tonight (Joe
[Joe talking....] Na Na Na (Baby) Na Na Na (you got that look on your face) Na Na Na (Like you wanna go all night) Na Na (And I like that) Oh Oh Na
the fate that awaits No one to witness the horror taking place Yeah, now I'm on my way up the stairs To the bedroom on my prey unaware Heads will be hung
, take heed a fuckin genius Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin die Fuck Crazy Joe, my name is Crazy Flow
So you treat him just a little too rude Buddy, you think she's a little too cold So you act like a two year old Don't it make you feel low, Joe? Don'
[ intro: fat joe ] Yeah yeah Terror squad what-what Cuban link what-what '99, baby [ verse 1: cuban link ] Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party Plus I
