like me anymore ohh oh oh............ she's over me what can I do about it?... ohh oh oh...............She's over me what can I do about it?... ohh oh oh............she's over
Traduction: Jamais entendu parler. Elle Over It.
week she hit me with a bat i fell onto the floor yesterday she punched me in the face today im sore i dont think she likes me anymore she never smiles she
, Somebody tell me what she said Dont it mean I love you Think it means I love you Dont it mean I love you Dont it mean I love you Think it means i love
She says to me I hear the pain in her voice Then we danced underneath the Candelabra She takes the lead That's when I saw it in her eyes It's over
want to say I remember when [B.o.B:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as
I'm saying, but never no mind (We can have em blog about it) Abosulutely, man, I'll let you guys be the judge (You know you gonna do it anyway, fuck it
now reminiscing and god damn it we did it From trapping standing and pitching with rich we stand in the kitchen Splitting it eight ways flip it in 8 days Thought that wildin unruly it
over, it fell over on Lucille And it held it up off of me, really, it held it up off of me So that's one time it's saved my life The way, the way, I
Thats my true callin' Ya'll freeze up.. We be flowin' it... Your girl knowin' it And thats why she's showin' it. [HOOK] [VERSE 3: (FABOLOUS)] Over here
White Walls again And the chevy paint is the same shade as Night Crawler's skin Now throw it up (throw it up) Let it drop down and pop up Slow it up
She's got ah...she's drivin me wild) (She's got ah...) (She's got ah...) That girl's my baby (She's got ah...) (She's got ah...) She's got ah...) (
t know what she's made of I will learn to be like this She cries (cries) to the heaven above There's a storm in my heart She lives a life she didn't choose
who never been intelligent I kill my Henny, break the bottle for the hell of it Tell a bitch, she better bring her friend And if she want a autograph she
she's something else. I gotta say some, you kna what I'm sayin. Glance at her when she walking by, The type that never stop to talk to guys. She alone
a nigga glockin' I run it myself like a quarterback option I pitch 'er ten g's, tell a bitch to go shoppin She buy herself some clothes and she brought
never been intelligent I kill my Henny, break the bottle for the hell of it Tell a bitch, she better bring her friend And if she want a autograph she
- Dappy] Now that I finally got this chick screaming my name it turned her Insane, she flips anytime that she likes on me like a fucked up Car engine she's
