me how you feel now Girl I promise this time I?ll be honest this time I?ll make you mine I?ll make you mine, all mine Girl I promise this time (3x)
Traduction: K Young. This Time.
Tell me how you feel now Girl I promise this time I'll be honest this time I'll make you mine I'll make you mine, all mine Girl I promise this time [
tell me how you feel now Girl I promise this time I?ll be honest this time I?ll make you mine I?ll make you mine, all mine Girl I promise this time (
(feat. Kat Williams (Money Mike), Suga Free) [Kat Williams] Ladies and gentlemen, this is your friendly Pimp representative, Kat Williams, A.K.A. Money
might as well pull out a snicker Ye-Ye-Yea [Chorus] Forgive me father for I have sinned But look at all this money that I spend And look at all this
the main attraction Young Rome A.K.A. Young Rich Guy That's real talk This is for all the disfacts O'Ryan young boy with a golden voice Every young ladies
now. what they bitchin bout? what the goin for? polo head to toe no zone 4. Kick game on rebitz, bonjour, winter time, all clear, summer time, different shore. This
need in this world is {CAKE} and a Mac I'm the Luke Skywalker Rhyme talkers I got bars Fuck a movie Ya Boy ready to war with stars I gotta flow outta this
you don't know, you will by this time next year [Hook - 4x] (Big Pokey *Scratching*) Still off the chain St-st-st-still off the chain - 2x [Kevo] Young
to do you harm, with this mic in my palm Am I the one, to shoot off in they face like cum Three times bright as the sun, and your girl time to bond So
up Just stay up on ya fashion always be draped up And just know this ya man about paper And when I talk listen hey f**k them haters O you like Shenell
the way Mr. Mixx be cuttin' Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin' Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn We gettin' cold money; this time IT'S
block down state Got the drop on the spot, movin pounds of weight f**k my fate and lots of loot to burn, a hustler's yearn for this dirty money earned as this
f**k the friendships, I ride alone Destination Death Row, finally found a home Plus all my homies wanna die, call it euthanasia Dear Lord, look how sick this
sheddin tattoed tears [Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble] I said many times busters still can't see Y'all ni**az can't f**k with me (Outlaw) I been, handlin stress in this
see what's after this I'm living blind writing rhymes Til they capture this And if we die let the world understand why Soldier my eyes hate to see a young
