[Eve] (Drag-on) Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) [Eve] Let's talk about who
Tulkojums: Velciet-on. Parunāsim par.
Tulkojums: Vakars. Parunāsim par (feat. Drag-on).
for, you're on that reefer and on that Tupac In front of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the hoe route Talking loud talking bout that's gangsta
the Duck is played by an oboe... Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a clarinet. He's just --- you know, he's represented by a
Intro whispering: Let's talk about money Get money Common Sense want the money Let's talk about money. Common Sense: I... be... the one they call
Uhh making deposits till I fuckin' faint, New Orleans, nigga how about them fuckin' Saints, It's tight on our end call that Bubba Franks, Matter fact it's
's getting over Everybody cries And sometimes you can still lose even if you really try Talking about the dream like the dream is over Talk like that
't last and I'm on the hunt Bitches like that, that's all I want But you playin' that roll and can't say why Bitch get wit it let's fuck tonight It ain
real, bitch Short Dog in the house Can't help but live real, you know what I mean? Tell you some shit, though Been in the game for about 10 years or more Talking about
so hard, a nigga drag his mink on the floor Won't you admit it? I ain't gotta talk because I live it Any chick fuckin' with me, believe me that's a
A bedroom, a basement, she's scared Which one is sleeping And which one is lying awake? Which one is sleeping And which one is lying about it? Afternoon drags on and on
Today we're gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do *Door opens* who's your daddy? Hailie: Daddy, what
m a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on people a tent sieged on her ranch, huddled up next to her with Hello Kitty slippers on
Jay Z Ho's in animal skirts get mirked Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard Trust in "God"? It's
think this song is about you Tell 'em now Yeah, you probably think this song is about you That's right, girl Is about you Go on Is about you Go on Is about
coke or the cream Or else, your life is on the shelf, we mean this Frank Them cats we fuckin with put bombs in your mom's gas tank Let's get this money
