Listen You aint gotta cry no more, I said you aint gotta cry no more Black child Listen We gotta provide for y'all, I said we gotta provide for y'all Devil man Listen
Traduction: Styles. Ecoute.
Verse One: [Trife] Baby listen, bets to believe I can give you what you want and all that you need Mackin' all the ladies, from the fly to the shady
forget all your weakness Come to sing along Ya gonna feel so strong Ya gonna feel better (Chorus) Smokin' sinsemilla with my brother and my sister Listening
stars and when I say what I do and I say what I've done You don't wanna see me back cause, listen and my Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, my
household Name out of Don Cisco Go from a hustler Born and grind, tryin' to find some dough To the billion dollar Boy club Mexicali thug style I got
thespian, trap champion Dude never lose even when you think he can't even win Again, don't nobody do it like the kid do Talkin bout the greatest better throw him on the list
They say that we ain't got the style, We ain't got the class, We ain't got the tunes that's goin to put us on the map and im a phoney in disguise, tryin
'prouve que j'suis un artiste, en garde des avant-gardistes, fait gaffe, mes baffes auditives si tu m'enregistres, classe moi numero un sur ta liste,
her she gon say bye to ya if looks could kill then my style might body ya b-b-body ya b-b-body ya if looks could kill then my style might body ya b-b
t stop It don't stop, it won't stop [Verse 2] I take whatever come wit the wealth, and even humble myself But I ain't the kinda nigga you can style on
Like You Butt Naked Boo It May Seem, Like I Dont Even Reckon You But I Day Dream, About Kissin On The Neck Of You Style Is Impeccable, Smile Is Incredible
(feat. Styles, Jadakiss, Paul Cain, M.O.P.) [Jadakiss] D-Block [Styles] True indeed [J] Double R [S] Yes, true indeed [J] Desert Storm [S] True indeed
body was so tight, I'm looking for another date, top of the flashlight yeah) My homies say this girl is crampin my style (she's crampin my style) And
That you might've mistaked a nigga for a chauffer Ya might mistake that backseat for a sofur (sofa) Now the dreads said to rap on everything Cause he know that I snap on everything Listen
kid, who do you fuck with us Just stop style unless Gucci make bulletproof buckets Cheap family ? and kisses on the cheek And why the D-A and seen the whip listen
In matters of food, aesthetics and wine Oh, you?re a natural at everything you do Quick reflexes and you?re witty, too Not too vain but with a certain style
so fine I like your style, hey It makes me wild You give it to me good, wow Just like you know you should Get me on my knees Please, baby, please, listen, listen, listen
