' nobody baby, I mean you and your lyin' friends too Don't cry baby, don't even spill a tear Yes, you just pack your clothes baby, baby and get on outta here
' nobody baby, I mean you and your lyin' friends too Don't cry baby, don't even spill a tear Yes, you just pack your clothes baby Baby and get on outta here
Traduction: BB King. Sortez d'ici.
barrin' nobody baby, I mean you and your lyin' friends too Don't cry baby, don't even spill a tear Yes, you just pack your clothes baby, baby and get on outta here
'll fly you across the seas in a private jet Whisper shit in ya ear to get ya panties wet, honey I'll show you how Good life can get, wining and dinning
I ain't even hearing y'all Fingernails on a blackboard They say the pen is way mightier than the sword So I'm a spaz out to get inside the mental ward Get
know you're ridin' with King Yes yes you're ridin' with the King I wanted to say B.B. King but you know King Don't you know you're ridin' with King Yes
Body Bank Stop Anybody What You Bank Hoe? Big B's On The Wheels Spread Love The Brooklyn Way "B" How's It Feeeel? Im On My Robin Thicke Shit If Shit
I'm bout to blow, they call me George from boston Respect is never given so I confiscate it Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated Cherry red dice
I had somthin' to go from point A to B and No more offerin' gas money to get a lift Besides when your driven it's easyer to get a chick So ani't no more
I get my paper yeah I get my bread I don't give a damn what you bitch niggas done said Talking down on me cause I'm a get my spread I ain't tripping
all you hoe ass niggaz You niggaz claim to be down, we been doing this nigga We been out here sliding niggaz, we been out here doing boys Been out here
get it cracking round here And I know I'm talking loud enough, for all y'all to hear This H-Town Texas, we ain't breeding no homos Get a banger to you
(*talking*) This for all the DJ A, B, C, D's, wanna be motherfuckers Whoever you is, my nigga DJ Screw created this style It's here to stay, you with
payless shoes you got on hoe You still aint figured out what a hoe supposed to look like Look at you motherfucka here Huh bitch? How you gunna catch some dates lookin like that hoe? Bitch get
see real Bloods Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got
