cake" Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? Ain't that just like a woman? They'll do it every time You can buy a woman clothes
a man could be Till Eve got him messin' with that old apple tree Ain't that just like a woman? Yeah just like a woman Ain't that just like a woman, they
Traduction: BB King. N'est-ce pas que Just Like A Woman.
that boy a killer to me he alright That nigga ain't got it all Shit we just alike [Chorus] [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] I ain't no vegetarian, bitch I like
Niggas eatin on these beats Get yourself a plate And I'm a step away One hit, one breath away When you don't got time, you ain't never late Come so victory
the master told me from a baby to a woman from a woman to a baby Life is so short, hardcore becomes hard-corpse Step in a coffin where the money's no
up I'm like "OK", all the sun out Ice down but I still pull a gun out Feel that, bow down It's real rap Verbaly peel a cap as I stomp dem out Toe shake
don't sleep so I can't find her You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with
it but he ain't thar rich Trust me baby I can scratch that itch Never call you a bitch when you act like a lady You carry yourself like a woman and we
my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe You're a king, I'm a teacher, you're a b-boy, I'm a scholar If this was a class well, it would go right under
think? Nigga you ain't Had me laughin' all the way to the bank L O L, A M B, O R at the gini, baby Had to chop the top off that bitch Just so they can
't be kissin, but you don't listen [ king tee ] Yeah, jaws (jaws) jaws the only hoe I ever saw That could suck a basketball through a straw She don't like
in your childhood dreams Growin' up these days ain't as easy as it seems We live life like death ain't a thing Fear and respect we collect like kings
m a blow my stack, see ya out the back Give me some room that I can breathe in Now I'm a start weavin' spells like a wizard King of the lizard, my mojo's risin' like
haze, I ain't the nigga to settle I'm that dude with the metal, that get hot as a kettle From messing 'round with some cat that ain't got it together
you woman Officer Barbrady: Well you ain't Fiona Apple, and if you ain't Fiona Apple I don't give a rat's ass. Reporter: What would drive a man to such
