late Everybody else will have to wait in line I overestimated you You knew that I probably would We're so predictable We've been sold a bill of goods
Fordítás: A Face To Face. Bill áruk.
be late Everybody else will have to wait in line I overestimated you You knew that I probably would We're so predictable We've been sold a bill of goods
voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good
don't make it prolly go to big boy jail He ain't even like that tell your momma chill The way my folk kick it we can even pay ya momma bills ha ha Yea
this stable Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on this label Mr. Black President, yeah Obama for real They gotta put ya face on the 5000 dollar bill
crowd they threw bills in the air I spied my man Jazz, maxin out with two stone cold freaks "Yo, what's up Ice, you rich now, man, you too good to speak
pride Her feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has its sacrifices Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices Her body nice, face dime Give you that iPhone 4, face
factory in Fullerton? That the honky twang of the Telecaster tone Would outlast 'em, every one. (Chorus:) It's got a plush-lined case, It's all up in your face
huh On the good foot On the good foot Ho, on the good foot Get on the good foot On the good foot On the good foot Ho, get on the good foot On the good
the ratings look a mess Star Jones don't like me, she cheap and I like the best Damn, it must feel good to payless You ain't payin' my bills, so you
't believe me Then come with me tonight And I'll show you magic What? What? Magic I got the magic clit Lil' Kim not a whore But I sex a nigga so good
pills Watch me die, teach me how to cry Dead man with no stomach Won't you eat up all my food Spit it in my face ''cause it don't taste so good Watch
feet are killing her, I call it shoe-icide Looking good has it's sacrifices Chilly weather bring 4 figure jacket prices Her body nice, face dime Give you that iPhone 4, face
Popped right up and cupped his hands across my eyes I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie? Is it Bob or Joe or Walter? Could it be Bill or
