Ta da Trying to make you disappear Make ya pack your bags Get the hell out of here Ding-dong, the sound I'm waiting for Your taxi's outside And the driver
Traduction: Lil 'Mo. Ta Da.
drop when them buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped
) [Gudda Gudda:] Mo money (uh), Mo bitches Mo worth, Mo haters, equals mo snitches, yea Mo digits, no, mo commas Me affiliated with trendsetters, equals mo
' in the lil' bitty 06 'Vette I'm waitin' on the runway for my G4 Jet I'm ahead of the game, you see you boys got next Did a lil' bit of actin' just ta
These boys crazy derainged either silly maybe The way she shook her ass I told the girl you silly baby [Verse 6: Polow Da Don] V.I.C., Collipark, POLOW DA
her know Hate to say it, but til then be friendz and nuthin mo Evendoe anotha time, anotha life, anotha place I swear I know we coulda been great But rather than great, you lil
new beach Couldn't nobody ride wit me doe, cuz da car only had 2 seatz Lil' cute freak, in da Z3, remind me of one of my hoez in da GC Told me her name
you know You know it's Wheezy you know Who Squideye [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I ain' just jumped off da porch playboy I been thuggin on da block Fist clutchin' on da
a nigga to bite it?(Hell Yeah!)From the cealin'(From the cealin) To da flo'(To da flo') Cuz that hoe don't want no mo'(No mo') that bitch bett have my
(feat. Cheri Dennis) [talking] yea, yung joc listen here baby yea won't you make ya move ya best move [chorus] flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks
All I wanna know is, sexy can I. Sexy can I, keep it on the low. Got a girl at the crib, we can take it to the mo-mo. You can bring a friend, or you
glock Pop pop, better drop when them buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, So no creepin' up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart
respect, Gonna industry, man us let us bill collect, It?s a promise lil homie, no need for threats, We the best in the bidniss, and we breed da nex?,
it over c'mon and get this dust Gotta bigga dick so you feel da cut Gots ta hit dat from the back, shawty got a lil junk in da trunk Look at how she
day butchu aint clockin' no mil I'm in da ATL fuckin' wit killa's n thugs Jus book me fo' a show n' watch me fill up da club I get nuthin but love i
