Treat me right on Treat me right on Woooooaaaahhhhh yeaahhh Woooooaaaahhhhh yeahhhh Woooooaaaahhhhh... Woooooaaaahhhhh yeaahhh Woooooaaaahhhhh yeahhhh Woooooaaaahhhhh yeahhhh Woooooaaaahhhhh Wooooooooaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh! WOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! Treat me right on, Treat me right on, Treat me right on
Traduction: Musique. Traitez-moi Right On.
've been on a mission baby to find the man in your life you heart-it's been illin' baby to find someone to treat you right The question now is me will
tell me Please tell me [verse 2] Loso I know you hold profession as a lyricist But u prollly never had depression as severe as this Your music, its like
all around the world We party all around the world We party all around the world We party all around the world [Verse 1:] I got my cup filled, bitches all around me on
alright Tell me when can I get it he say Tonight tonight tonight I want money on delivery hey That's right that's right that's right I say baby don't
You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit Just give me the mic and I rock it On to the break of dawn
always.. [Chorus x4] [MJG whispering x4] She's always on my mind.. always on my mind She's always on my mind.. always on my mind [music fades out]
me Tell me why you cried, and why you lied to me Well I gave you everything I had But you left me sittin' on my own Did you have to treat me oh so bad
like my rap It's like the yack is the fights that got me spillin' on the right track And I like this Will, so I might get ill On the mics somebody might
you make is dropping on time, Baby come on and dance with me ? and let the music play. Turn the volume up, Listen babygirl I like your stuff, Come up close to me
Bounce, bounce, bounce Bounce wit me, wit me, wit me, wit me Bounce wit me, wit me, uhu uh, bounce [Chorus 2x:] Heavy rotation on every channel From
hail rain or snow So... you got to get your gate right No matter what, you got to treat your weight right On the block if you focused on greed then Nine
to me? Picture me working McDonald's I'd rather pull a mac on you Sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm packin [Kanye West] It's on I'm packin weight like nina simone
fucking feels me, till?f it kills me I swear to god I?fll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on
