believe it for now (girl all trust) :CHORUS: Hey mami (yes daddy), joke with me (yes daddy), ride for me See I'm making you my homie now Hey mami (yes
and Susie Hey! Do di pon di river do di pon di river hey! Do di higher level do di higher level hey! Signal di plane signal di plane hey! Alright
, keep cummin, she gon' love me (ow) [Chorus] Ice cream, ice cream, who wants ice cream? Hey - everybody screamin for that ice cream When she screams, I scream, I scream, she screams Hey
the closet like R Kelly that ain't likely I know that you like me just keep me on the low you can still be his wifey hey mami look like your arrested
know what I mean, Mira Let's get this money sorted and counted, word Know what I mean, dame te culo mami Give me my shit back, Mira, hey yo Fat Joe and
fo que fo que fo que fo, que fo, que no que tu no quieres tufo que tu tufo la tumbo que fo, que fo, que fo (hey) (hey metele al tic-tac) tic-tac-tic
trees Tell them my name is Bryon, it's my lady she Eve Do you believe, well it's awfully good cause we got God Aiyyo bless Joe, as I get on my job Still
road Raspberry paint gloss sitting on 24's Give me a warning ticket, letting me go 'Cause you can tell by the jewels that I ain't an average Joe 'Cause
rest in peace to my boy, Mac Dre, what'chu say nigga? JT, another boss from the Bay And rest in peace to my boy Mac Dre, motherfucker Hey, yo, it seem
in peace to my boy Mac Dre, what'chu say nigga? JT, another boss from the Bay And rest in peace to my boy Mac Dre, motherfucker [Nina B] Hey yo it seem
, she gon' love me (ow) [Chorus] Ice cream, ice cream, who wants ice cream? Hey - everybody screamin for that ice cream When she screams, I scream, I scream, she screams Hey
Fat Joe: Baby u could keep a secret Calca Cribs Mania Hey, hey Fresh off the runway Pair white nikes Phantom top drop on that I nine five Pink
(feat. J. Holiday) [Fat Joe:] Baby u could keep a secret Calca Cribs Mania Hey, hey Fresh off the runway Pair white nikes Phantom top drop on that I
packed like The Garden You know it's the Squadron [Fat Joe] The god, Fat Joe [Remy Martin] And that bitch, Remy Martin [Remy Martin & R. Kelly] We thuggin' [Fat Joe
me 'Til I flipped her over and mad her scream, "Daddy!" [Chorus 2X] [Method Man] Hey, hey, hey.. Uh, uh, uh, uh.. Eh eh eh eh eh.. Hey Butter Pecan
had me 'Til I flipped her over and mad her scream, "Daddy!" [Chorus 2X] [Method Man] Hey, hey, hey.. Uh, uh, uh, uh.. Eh eh eh eh eh.. Hey Butter
, mami Dale, aprovecha tu la lenta Porque Maldy se la inventa Si la chica esta revuelta Mi reggaeton las inyecta Dale, dale, dale Muevelo-muevelo, mami
