moi Quand je suis loin d'elle je l'imagine Et je crois toujours la voir sourire Elle a garde ses yeux d'enfant ma mere Tout comme au temps ou j'ai grandi pres d
and the game is strange (get off your ass, too early to lay it down We on a mission for big heads, and y'all can't hold us down) [Mike D:] These niggaz
say I wouldn't know her, I stop her from lying [Hook] Say hoodrat (hoodrat) Superstar (superstar) [x2] Get your motherfucking hands up [Mike D] It'
keep our faith in God Took in his prime such a vicious crime, we been robbed I'll fulfill your ghetto dreams Lil' O gon ball, he'd want that [Al-D]
know? [HORNS] awwww yeeeah oh Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D starrin: Mide D featurin: Mike D and uh, special appearance by, uh, Mike D
extasy Mike D, D-Reck and D-Gotti (One two, ready or not everybody's bout to drop Bout to drop, bout to drop, bout to drop) [D-Gotti] Come on up power
(feat. Fat Pat, Mr. 3-2) [talking] Yo, you done tuned into radio Boss Hogg Corleone Yeah that's right, Miggity Mike D and I'm back Yeah 60 days out
niggas dont hate havin, just others that have I still got love for the av., Come through to give ya niggas girls baby mothers my math I speak on others
willys be There ain't been a dude this smooth since Billy D Girl you need to make your move The ego is what (pause) the Lakers groove [Chorus: Mike Shorey
rocks Got Pitts by the door I've raised other peoples to watch my back Stay away from strangers So I won't slack And I know my nigga Mike like that Baby
Mics Too So What's Good? Is You Crip? Or You Blood? Somebody Call Khaled Tell Em' "Ya Boy What's Hood" If He Joke Like DeRay My Heat Like D. Wade Shots
Say Mike D, Dig these blues... Here I go again, runnin off at the mouth about buster's Muthafucka's just mad at me ckuz they diamonds ain't up in cluster
Jesus, if I could be like Jesus (I wanna be, I wanna be like Jesus) yeeah [Black Mike] If I could avoid the sleepless nights, and be like Christ I'd write the book what Mike
from bein' so-so I top the suckas droppin' fast and flowin' slow Puttin' suckas out like I was Nyquil I rock on the mike like no other on the mike We'
Major! Hell motherfuckin yeah This one goes out to my nigga Mike Coolin, hell yeah Mama raised a hellrazor... born thuggin Heartless and mean, muggin
take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from my niggaz on the, other
side with Male Ego Mike Love/Terry Melcher Bow bow bow bow oop Ahh ooo oohh waaa oooo Bow bow bow bow oop Ahh ooo oohh waaa oooo The other night they
Time: 2:50 Clairaudient/Daywin Music, Inc. BMI Mike Love/Terry Melcher I can't wait til summer (yeah) Cause it's gonna be a summer of love Hey now (well
