my baby When the music starts I never wanna stop It's gonna drive me crazy, ah, ah, ah Music Makes the people come together Music Makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel Music
Traduction: Out Of Your Mouth. Musique.
I own Say what you want to say Hang for your hollow ways Moving your mouth to pull out all your miracles aimed for me Your father made fetuses With flesh
2: B.o.B] I'm that nigga that you heard about by word of mouth They probably say I change the music in the dirty south Now that the word is out, the
to come up like: "Yo, I know people" Dead Presidents, this doe evil So lethal the police will want to beat you Sit you down then have you run your mouth Bring your mother out: Look what your
use it I've been the girl- middle finger in the air Unaffected by rumors, the truth: I don't care So open your mouth and stick out your tongue
might be) But I'm still getting money sitting homes is bored So if I ain't making good music then what's wrong with yours? See me? Bring it back, bring
just give a fuck Your mouth I don't need your legs you can keep Just tryin' to get up in your jeans re-sew your seams And your pussy was the cameo but
as salaam Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335 [Wale] Malcom X get your hand out
gon' walk 'em out, MTV, I've never been there before, But they all wanna go cause they already know where I'm (going), Yeah straight to the top, I already wear your
your name, I don't give a damn, but you can't pay your bills cause your short on your change, I don't give a damn, man I just saw your woman huggin and
music it's the music you can feel Cause I'm just a G riding one deep And every time I ride I ride with gun on seat Watching out for jackers cause I know
heartless, cause if it's beef I'll smoke your mom's And your papa and your uncle Eddy, nigga this war for real I suggest you go get your people ready
heartless, cause if it's beef I'll smoke your mom's And your papa and your uncle Eddy, nigga this war for real I suggest you go get your people ready,
out with my men With a grenade in my hand I'm comig out with the pin It'll never be another Screw, kill that drama That was a man not the music, you can
better tighten up on your back stroke Trying to fuck around with Z-Ro in the game It's not all about running your mouth all the time It's all about stacking your
Screw did that Tip your motherfucking hats nigga, Screw did that [Point Blank] What the fuck y'all niggaz talking bout, time for me to break it down At home sucking your
to hold her close For the whole of your working life And the band played on Move your ass Well your hostess is lookin' mad As your hands start to wander And your