[T-Pain whispering] Feel good baby? Turn the lights off... turn the TV off... STOP. Don't do that... [T-Pain] We're in the bed and we both know what
Traduction: T-PAIN. Laissez Cette baisse Basse.
he was a notty dread But I don't mean to confuse a world that's confused Mind's atomic, so like a bomb, let me drop it Can't get too deep, cause some
MONEY!) Damn, hey, that's how we do it T-Pain, Nappy Boy - yeah Turnin you on (Polow Da Don) T-t-t-turnin you on (Keri Hilson) T-t-t-turnin you on (MARCH
I'm gonna BRING THAT BEAT BACK!! Gonna bring that beat back, Gonna bring that beat back, Gonna bring that beat back, Yo, yo, yo John! Bring that beat
in the 'hood found dead from cops than guns that drop, that sprayed off random shots But whatcha know good, people say they in the hood fo' good You ain't
for the ball to drop That 2000 vault we breaking the lock Let hip-hop keep blazing the charts May the past keep a warm spot in your heart May the future hold more joy then pain
the ball to drop That 2000 vault, we breakin' the lock Let hip-hop keep blazin' the charts May the past keep a warm spot in your heart May the future hold more joy than pain
Mercedes 600 But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't But he wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't, wasn't (Chorus til fade)
you gets no promotion, that ass is gone In the studio, all day puttin' in work Hoes didn't give a fuck and man, that shit hurts Used and abused, no pain
Line Backers Pussy Fat Wit Fine Asses In The Back Wit Lines Asking Who Dat On That New Track Wit That Rap Reclined Backwards I Knew That It Was You But Matta Fact Don't
and the bass was shaking And it won't be long 'til everybody knows That Milo's on the beat box, knowing that Milo's on the beat box Knowing that Milo
barkin thats that boy Bird, rock 73rd letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard got that Lil Three, and that mans off that Botany got that boy Joe thinkin
, or ah vision, that you played a major part in ah killin. Tha man you murdered, let's say, for instance had a sickness and you didn't pull da trigger
blurred or slurred The preferred is absurd, all the damage that's occurred As I break MC's like a lumberjack Ain't no comin' back, you can't get none of that
Wreckin shop, when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops Don't you dare stare, you betta move Don't ever compare Me to the rest that'll
