Traduction: Queen. Main sur le cœur.
flip so Waistline me 'ave plenty (Buckle up!) And prepare fi de wine ah de century Me look good an' me fresh an' me clean Ah you nah ready fi de Bajan Queen
so Waistline me 'ave plenty (Buckle up!) And prepare fi de wine ah de century Me look good an' me fresh an' me clean Ah you nah ready fi de Bajan Queen
you on a Monday (Nas) I'll call you back baby ['Yah] Call you on a Tuesday (Nas) My cell is off baby ['Yah] Call you on a Wednesday (Nas) I'm out of
COME SO FAR (GOT SO FAR TO GO) QUEEN LATIFAH, NIKKI BLONSKY, ZAC EFRON AND ELIJAH KELLEY Hey old friend, let's look back On the crazy clothes we wore
On some Lil' Jon shit, all she knew was "Yeah! " ... Told her act like you know Pimpin the game, had to act like a hoe Inside she was black as a 'fro Sheen of a queen
you pedaling bikes I mean cycling I was liking it Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again I need henny on the rock, my Queen top notch And I keep
Martin Luther King Free at Last I hate you bitch is a thing of the past Not totally though I still got up a couple walls But on the other hand I be feeing
a broken heart Garunteed, I get you in the bed and it's over with I crucify the crucial, with that legs on my shoulder shit Hypnotic, is my afrodesiac Make me keep on
, no jacks, just kings and queens And we should leave the clubs alone and take trips to islands Give you all of my heart and flood your hands with diamonds
in disguise When you find out your pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone You'se got to do this on your own So baby go on I wish
s your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya open. Say your looking for some real shit. Then catch a funkdified batch. Like that!! Oakland's on the map. Tupac is on
, aite then Tattoo's on the arm, 30 carrots on the charm Cuz the flow be the bomb, learn to respect the don First night if i dont hit, second night im on
get for stuntin' on my block show off Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you slippin' Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin' Shorty down there, on the Queens
you higher girl Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be [Verse 3- 50 Cent] I love you, I got you barefooted on glass, chasin' a dove That monkey on
squeeze, I tend to keep on squeezin' If your lucky, you can run, and keep on breathin' (yeah) When my knife hit ya windpipe and you start wheezin' (huh) You put your hand
all you can be [50 Cent] Baby you know, on the low, ya sister been eyein' me I'm good lookin', so you know so she be tryin' me Heard she bi-sexual, she
50 man. Come on man, I'm in Taiwan man,type A, Thiland, I got the Asian hoes man, all together man. Niggas dont even believe in me man. I gotta put this shit on