yo stomach Radio throwback, you already know that I'm in love with yo stomach Six pack, throwback, you already know that I'm in love with yo stomach
Översättning: T-Pain. Yo Mage.
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yo stomach radio throwback, u already know that im in love with yo stomach six pack, throwback,you already know that im in love with yo stomach its
ain't straight, if you incapable Having a little trouble a day wid ah fiend or somethin' Betta plead to bloody Jesus, watch how the majesty control it Don't
Fore I come through with the same M-11 The Feds took from me, and shoot you in yo motherfucking stomach [Chorus: Scarface] You a Snitch Nigga, when you rat on yo
do it again) High tech boots spray painted witcha names (do it a) T-shirts airbrushed that read the same (let's do it again) Thick herringbone chain, one gold with yo
be killed Ay, yo, don't make me have to body something Fuck you and what you known for, to me you're nothin' I don't see why in the world to me you
Black Panthers. In the Spirit of Assata Shakur. We make this movement towards freedom for all those who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle. Yeah. yo
Hurricane [G] Hey yo get me outta here [Redman] Hey yo C.O.'s watchin Gotta move like grown men Cause a distraction Like the food gave you stomach pain
It ain't like you hot It ain't like we got work, meet me at yo' block It ain't like we won't come through And take any motherfuckin' thing you do got
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Okay, alright, yo, yo Yo, yo, alright, I'm gonna lay the chorus first Here we go now My mom loved Valium and
girl Can't get none, but you know I love you girl yo [Chorus:] [Royce] She the one that wanna ride hot whips, huh Same one that ain't really got shit
sleeve (Yeah) I don't need this motherfucka nor, in pain (Whooa) (Ha, no I don't) I don't need this mothafucka nor, in pain (Whooa) I don't need this
) Whoo (Yeah) Come on Yeah Low ride Yo, yo, yo Niggas be claiming shit, find a gangsta movie, put They name in it, biting like there ain't no shame
me. Bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin, Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach. Niggaz know I'm sick I don't spit I vomit,
put it to his knock But, I don't see him, wouldn't wanna be him Damn, ride around for a minute Thinkin bout the pain that Hell brings Interupted
