Traduction: Monkey Flip. Des têtes de poissons.
Traduction: Monkey Flip. Mon ami So Called.
Traduction: Monkey Flip. F.
a rip, I?m a run, roll tha whole blunt Grab the visine, I'm feelin' so crunk Check my watch, connect my dots Scratch my crotch, jump in tha the flip
Lee, Mr. Kee) [Mr. Kee:] Yeah Hustler's theme Worldwide Come on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain't good money Stack your chips Let it flip like some hood
] Valerie is mad at me because I ran up in Kim Kim got a nigga so Val told him How I be sneaking with his gal yeah massaging that monkey Slapping her
had Ja Rule buried and some high heel punk, Feds stuck in a bullet-proof, man fuck that, Homie, shoot up my whip, all you leave is a scratch, Yo, I flip
in my closet I got fergie in my closet (what) I be rocking Tisa You might catch tiger woods tryna hit a birdie in my closet (Fore) Hood niggas steady flipping
thousands of green For the love of money Cash all around me Demons can cloud me While I'm in the county I can die Flipped up my style-y as we came at
Bishop danced with a thumbscrew woman Did a double-quick back flip and slid across the floor The Catholic traffic flowed freely 'cross the river And fiddlestick
'm an animal... gonna flip your wig I'm an animal... behave just like a pig I'm an animal Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Let me be your best friend And I won't monkey
much gas, you got intoxicated You wasn't ready for the real'n, dealin, chillin Wyclef, no competition when I'm bringin pure death I'm jumpin like a monkey
eat meat?) I eat beef! I always knew they couldn't stop me, but I promise they tried. Now the same fuckers wanna go along for the ride. Monkey on my
, run and tell them Mr L.M. Nigga with the gat and I'm back Off the everyday prey that I slay Rolling with the fo' chase ya through South-Central Monkey
in check doin the redneck boogie The king is back to retract the whack Repacked my sack with a double back pack Forget all that I'm still singing And like kids on monkey
beeper But I got some pages of some dope ass lyrics From my imagination Smoked out the officer on my probation, Bustin caps in the balls of this generation, I flip
dungeons of rap Where fake niggaz don't make it back I don't know how to start this shit, yo, now [Verse One: Nas] Rappers I monkey flip 'em with the
