Vertaling: Katten. Waarom.
does your story line flow? When when when when when you finally get to the punch line Where where where where where will the applause sign go? And why why why why why
true, The sounds of my voice touches you This is true, this is true! This is true, this is true! Cats, sex and nazis that's why they call me Mr. Happy Why
Hey, you can the bottom partner I'm up in the sky box I got shit locked-down, nigga, why stop now? I'm so above you hover over suckers, why drop down
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes You know why? You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be You need people like me, you need people like me
The only bars I ever be behind is the one's I co-write Hold it down, hold the crown What I gotta brag for? Y'all should know by now Cats talk this and
, yeah Yeah, we up now, c'mon We up now, yeah Yeah, we up now, c'mon Yeah, we up now Yo, now nobody party like we party You wouldn't know 'til you cats
no vest and no armour Bring it to cats like Bush to Osama Sippin on vu, make moves and no scama Word to my mama Can't deal with the trama That why a nigga
way out) I?m ready to call it quits from all this shit Even resign from the niggaz I been balling with I?m second guessing, all this negative energy It?s making me realize why
. Diddy: I'm ready to call it quits from all this shit. Even resign from the niggaz I been balling with I'm second guessing, all this negative energy. It's making me realize why
used to creep, with her girlfriend Sharese She knows, I keep the hoes, from nation, to nation On every radio station, good fellas in rotation, uhh That's why
We still fly but separately 'cause now I charter my own Propellers, good fellas leave all them playa haters jealous Billboard charts should tell us, they can't touch us Why
bring the riot Giving cats the opposite of diets You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, lazy eye I was high when they hit me, took a few cats with
touch clowns, slow slugs down O.G.'s raised me, baby G's praise me Since I'm a G, rep 3 'til I'm swazy Y'all cats fugazi, my shit's crazy Niggas can't
throw the hook you proceed to get cook With the game and the soldiers sit When I came, the game that I owed you one Wide big Lincoln, why he died on
wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, flustered Cuz he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why