Hey Boy Why you didn't call me? I waited for days I can't believe you didn't call Hey Boy Why you didn't call me? I waited for days I can't believe you
Traduction: The Blow. Hey Boy.
get your hands up, say hey And surely... keep it coming, dance, get your hands up If you pull wanna see you dance, take your time forever, get your hands up, say hey
she obsessed with foreplay Hey She tryna be a lil player Think she cute too But I'm a yank her out the game like a loose tooth When the boy blow I know
am the shit No you got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy.not nothing on me) You got nothing on me boy (not not not nothing on me boy...
being bad Blow my mind Hey kitty kitty You're so fine Hey kitty kitty Set me free Why'd you wanna do what you do to me So good at being bad Blow my mind Hey
[feat. Rick Ross] [T-Pain:] Nappy Boy, ooooh wee Ooooh wee Everybody say yeaaaah Oh oh oh... Hey eh eh eh eh [Verse 1:] We been messin' round for a
(feat. Plies) [Plies Talkin:] What's Happenin Homie Dis Ya Boy Plies Man Hey Pain Tell 'em Bout Your Shawty Ima Tel Em Bout Mine [Chorus: T-Pain]
(feat. Rick Ross) [T-Pain] Nappy Boy, ooooh wee Ooooh wee Everybody say yeaaaah Oh oh oh... Hey eh eh eh eh [Verse 1] We been messin? round for a long
burned for years and died Don't you wanna grow over your child, so you can know who you are Instead of putting the world on pause, just to drive that fancy car Hey boy
it J'maime, j'me flirt I speak with me J'suis mon propre becherel You know why talk with me J'ai du franglais street slang Quand j'rap with me Be boy
(feat. Lil Fate, Tity Boi, Chingy) [I-20] Yeah Yeah [Tity Boi] Yeah, Yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey [Chingy] Yeah Yeah [Lil Fate] Yeah Yeah [All] Yeah Yeah [
been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin [E-40] Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy
like skunk blunts Stunk like funk cunt I come to take you on a war rough and rugged route And if another doubts I blow your fuckin mother out And that
50 CENT] U wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take u to da prom Im armed tre pound in my palm im calm Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man
music shit, man, this shit is the shit right here, man Hey yo, but I seen you in that black Escalade, Clue And I seen your boy Skane in that silver 745 boy
boy? From New York to Atlanta to Dallas boy I'm all over the place I'm international player you heard me? Can't do nothing with me hey yo Flip holla
at the grill on my pimp mobile) this for my niggaz who don't give a fuck (look at the grill on my pimp mobile) [T.I.] (hey! Grand hustle Bad Boy south
