replaced So was it much to ask for? A bread crumb and backhand And it wasn't much we needed We got a casket in quicksand But now you're gonna get it
so was it much to ask for? a bread crumb and backhand and it wasn't much we needed we got a casket in quicksand but now you're gonna get it my buttercup
Traduction: The Paper Chase. Maintenant, tu vas Get It.
replaced so was it much to ask for? a bread crumb and backhand and it wasn't much we needed we got a casket in quicksand but now you're gonna get it
.) [Rihanna:] You're gonna be a shining star with fancy clothes, and fancy ca-ars. And then you'll see, you're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you
The journey that I'm facing Plus the paper that I'm chasing Got me crazy acting insane With the lames I see you hating But there's nothing that you're
cities, change dreams You can be in the game but you need to change teams We both all papers so we in the same genes It'll pop, you ain't gotta go mainstream So get
hoe! See tha word on tha streetz you're a....hoe just a groupie on a world tour...hoe Now I find out for myself you're a...hoe Girl you need to check
twist that take us on a loop but we don't let it phase. Raisin these babies through it. We never run away from responsibility, but where you goin? You're gonna
ll {fuck} anything that walks (C'mere) When I was little I used to get so hungry I would throw fits HOW YOU GONNA BREAST FEED ME MOM? (WAH!) YOU AIN'T
I like it! Screaming like never before Baby I like it! I, I, I like it! Baby I like it! The way you move on the floor Baby I like it! Come on and give
] If you got jack in your cup, go raise it up If you ain?t got enough, go fill it up If you had too much, don?t throw it up And if you ain?t got shit,
you got jack in your cup go raise it up go raise it up go raise it up. If you ain't got enough go fill it up go fill it up go fill it up. I'm gonna chase
Ray So funk don't fade me Let me hit it man You're finna kick the can (Sugar) Come on, bitch, man You're getting ready to die anyway Bitch, calm down
then the leavey breaks and my conscience go, you escape the rico, why throw everything away over ego? you paper chasing, they paper hating, billionare Hov you on the pace to make it
, relax what offer could be better, figure it out or you're gonna be screwed What chu gonna do when your backs against the wall? Are you gonna lay down
bass It's a game it's a hustle we all paper chasing On the road for two months coming home with bacon You can't stop our hustle You can't stop this
' too Keep talkin out your face,She might be poppin you She might be pop blockin' droppin down to the floor with it Meanwhile all my dogs chasing paper thats right we go get it So get it
