wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Nat The Cat, you're in the house tonight, what you wanna
, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (
Traduction: Ice-T. Que vas-tu faire? (Featuring Syndicat rime).
Traduction: Ice T. What Ya Wanna Do.
y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate, tonight, what you wanna do? (Party!) Randy Mac in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party
on you fools trying to run up in (what's the matter Big Momma, don't you like what you see) Like my girl Mary B. you just ain't runnin' up in me You
Sweat] Baby, it don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put your body on me Don't stop And it won't quit And I can't stop Until you put
even that nigga ain't seein me My reflection have a hard time bein me So the tryna do me shit, It's time to dead it I'm what ya don't do, Even if simon
, ask my nigga Pharrell, ya heard?! Haha! [Verse - Fabolous] You see I do's what I choose on shiny twenty-two's Be's what I please in brand new Bentleys
Paul Cain)] Why wouldn't this joint make you wanna dance? Why wouldn't these jewels make you wanna glance? (Why wouldn't this whip make you wanna ride
scent of you I wanna take you there, feel like June in December too So what you think about Cancun till the winter through I don?t know whatever consumes
to ya six again?" After I nut, that's when amnesia be kickin' in Most broads I done met, ain't see a guy Who spend a G on gucci T's, five for sweats
be love if it's one thing it's gotta be, it's gotta be thug. [Fabolous] Niggas don't wanna play around, they see how calm I do things swarm in a blue
good don't even fight it man You know? Yeah man Real Talk Of New York [Verse 1: Fabolous] Its all eyes on me like Mr. Shakur So they wanna (pause) the
'm yours forever Never set me free ENSEMBLE No, no, no! LINK If I'm left without my baby doll I don't know what I'll do TRACY Link, I've got to break
Her What A Real Nigga Like I Told Her I Don't Usually Do This, I Don't Fuck On The First Night Cause After I Beat Ya Baby I'm Liable To Fuck Up Ya
Him Dead On Arrival Ya Sittin' On The Shelf What The Fuck Did Ya Sign For? Catch Me With The Crips And The Bloods Don't Mind, No I Don't Bang Colors
ro tryin to get rich I don't wanna die lonely I'm in need of a womans touch but in 08 you jus can't trust these hoes I don't wanna die lonely Ain't got
