the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window I
Traduction: Jam. Shopping.
at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or steal a kiss As I flit from shop window to window
[First Verse] Well now I guess it's time for me to wreck shop, so show your peace while the beat drops, and if you're in the house just throw your hands
seat back for quick nap we need that for real i put my heart put it all up on a cd you are now rocking with the ? i am the jam the coolest from the cool
city you're invisible When you come from a small town Everything is all right Everything is all right I'm not your baby...please A tourist in a traffic jam
(feat. Olivia) [Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah... Uh huh So seductive [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I'll take you to the candy shop I'll let you
wit', first I showed him the Teck I told him Niggas give these shits respect but you don't want this, Man these shits is known to jam this is a little
Vickey Sport Gucci and Gabbana when you love the world is sticky Got a, crib in the city with a cherry eight fifty We could cruise down the avenue and shop
, only roll up with the illest doja You sit and mull it over my venom a killer cobra, It's Harlem USA I diddy bop and shop with Oprah, (Yeah nigga, what
: 10-4. They've never been alone, after getting a radiophone. The bluebells are ringing for Sweetmeal Sam, real ham, handing out bread and jam just
I was chilly the most contemplating and debating about what I should do I made a sharp left turn And there was my crew lookin' for a Def Jam in order
quit I get unemployment, you work and we making the same shit how dare you niggaz critise the way that I spit you coffee shop revolutionary son of a
Everybody on.. tha block be.. run-nin' Weezy Wayne, Hot Boy, I.. be.. thug-gin' Got.. them.. things.. ten up, keep.. hustlin' Catch me at tha shop, I