my mother Or my motherfucking father I could really give a fuck now That ain't my motherfucking problem Oh, yeah I love to say fuck when I'm driving in my car Fuck when I'm
held It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul I want to leave, you will not miss me I want to go down in musical history Frankly, Mr. Shankly, I'm a
we hit the sick, I'm the cure We 'bout to pop it off so wild, hit the floor Ain't nobody botherin' you All I'm thinkin' 'bout is clobberin' you Immigration
and we go, we go, we go I got a new swag and it's a new day Here we go again too, what it do J? Give you a call, I'm the one who used to move yay' Now
it Might use the Caddy, part-time golfer But act now I'm a limited time offer And I'm off the, chain like a stray dog If I want it, I'm a fetch it, I
And baby girl, you could shop alone And fly the four to France and take a hundred bones If you need love I'm lovin', if you need a thug I'm thuggin'
God I have swallowed the bread Hip-Hop my co-defendant With this mic I thee wed I made an entire generation Obey what we said I'm talkin' France to
the block Back on the block I'm back, on the block, on the screen I'm on the wax, I'm on the stage, I'm on the scene I'm on the case, just like an attorney
I'm straight off the block and I'm straight off the block Lon, London, Japan, Lon, London, Japan And I'm straight off the block and I'm straight off
suis une reference, Je suis omnipresent, je deviens omniscient, J'ai envahi le monde que je ne connais pas, Peut importe j'en parle, peu importe je sais. J
j'ai besoin de vous Et j'ai besoin de vous Quand mon ame m'abandonne Quand les tambours resonnent Et tournent autour de nous Et j'ai besoin de vous C
tu es la Une declaration, ma declaration J'aime quand tu es triste Et que tu ne dis rien Je t'aime quand je te parle Et que tu ne m'ecoutes pas Je me
une etoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumiere qui m'attire La Flamme qui m'eblouit Je sens mon corps qui chavire La chaleur qui m'envahit
Plus haut, Celui que j'aime vit dans un monde Plus haut, Bien en dessus du niveau de l'eau Plus haut que le vol des oiseaux Et si je lui dis oui Il m'
out? M P L S Who turn the mother out? Oh yeah,that's what I'm sayin' That's what I'm sayin' That's what I'm sayin'} {Who turn the mother out?} {(That
) I'm sure U're quite intelligent (U think she does, but think again) (See? How 'bout that?) (Ha, ha, ha) A whiz at math and all that shit But I'm
trippin' And momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin' Now prepare yourself for a smooth dickin' You don't want it girl? You don't know, what you missin' I'm
in plans looking at the quarters of France Ants in my pants so I dips in the door Picked up the keys, caught a telephone call She yelling bones in my sounds swell I'm
