Fordítás: Következő. Stop, Drop And Roll.
you to undress Roll on top, put your hands on my chest Baby are ya ready for daddy get blessed Stop, drop and roll with me oh yes [1] - Stop, drop and roll
', been waitin' I?m yearnin?, ooh I?m burnin? Get to know me, come and get to know me Come show me that you wanna know me Anywhere I appear they all stop and stare Admire your body language, speakin? loud and
captain Blinked at me then I threw on my thinking cap Taker, and then we can slide to Jamaica Shopping for a year or two stop in Diega It's obvious
're both turning red We've been up and down the bed We don't care so we say I' ma need to Stop (stop) Drop (drop) And roll (roll) Cause baby girl your
told him, stay home, rest up, I got enough gunning And he said he's rolling with me, if you're coming Homiciders Blood letters Money getters Ballin' rag Rolls
watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get to trippin' I'm cats and crippin',
t play myself kid I respected my fans and made the high bid Sometimes I write my rhymes at night and fall asleep Wake up with new techniques Grab the pen and
house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah (verse one) You go on and on and you don't stop Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop Belt and a club
can do it up and buy out the mall. But I'm gone. I'm on the next bus, next club, next slut, next fuck fucking the next one, next up Legs up. How many
a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A gun and a hand, plus an angry man, minus love Equals and me, the sky's blue and they rags Toe-tags
Sex in the morning, sex all day So baby girl, pack a bag and head to my place Sex in the morning, sex all day And when you get there don't stop, don'
me shownin? Make me want it two in the mornin? I'm zonin? and them rosay bottles foamin? She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shorty did that pop and lock
pen and pixel make violence more graphic Take raw coke, cook it crack and saran wrap it One muthafuckin' verse and already it's a classic One muthafuckin' verse and
Roll out, roll out, roll out Roll out, roll out, roll out Roll out, roll out I got my twin Glock, 40s, cocked back Me and my homies, so drop that We
dynamite, dynamite, so! Dynamite, dynamite, dynamite, so! I can hold you in the morning But in the evening I gotta go.. 'cause i'm on to the next girl, And the next
bad mama jama goddammit motherfucker you ain't gotta like me How you studying these hoes, need to talk what you know And stop talking bout who I'm sticking and
