I know you like that. Girl, tonight is all for you, a special rendezvous, a table for two. A table for two, dinner room with a view. Your body's on
You like that baby, I know you like that Girl, tonight is all for you, a special rendezvous, a table for two A table for two, dinner room with a view
Traduction: Joe. Table Pour Deux.
: I know you like that. Girl, tonight is all for you, a special rendezvous, a table for two. A table for two, dinner room with a view. Your body's
fresher I'm in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela On the table, screaming f@#k the other side, they jealous We got a bankhead full of broads, they got a table
clearly now yall ready know wat it is) Thank god for those days, thank god for thoese nights Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white They
take pics of you) Police escorts Everybody passports This the life that everybody ask for This a fast life We are on a crash course What you think I rap for
in Maison, uh, Martin Margiela On the table screaming fuck the other side they jealous We got a bankhead full of broads they got a table full of fellas
I push Miracle Whips [Chorus] "... last call for alcohol, for my niggaz" [Outro] So this A&R over at Rocafella, named Hiphop picked the Truth beat for
for the meal he prepared for me Taking my fam and my li'l dog money Thank god for that brown paper bag that Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown
't nobody fresher I'm in Mason, uh, Martin Margiela On the table screamin' fuck the other side, they jealous We got a banquet full of broads, they got a table
Forget if you can Romantic music one magical night A corner table in dim candle light A kiss that was heaven for two Forget if you can The day we hiked
Semour Cakester I give it on the arm you can get it from me Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for free Paid 2-3 sell it for 2-2-5 McDonald
Banks to see what's up He said meet me at the studio at two o'clock I got dressed, smokin on some serious dank Grabbed my keys off the table and a bid
lookin for me, I'm on your property if it's beef Not for robbery of ya piece, it's lobomomy with my peeps That comraderie is usually sodomy for the beat
