straight thru the desert. I had to suffer my own mistakes. I went from daylight, straight thru the nighttime. I barely lived thru my own mistakes. And still I find you
Vertaling: 7 Mary 3. Ik nog steeds Vind U.
would you do, if you couldn't make it to the NBA? What would you do, if you couldn't sing, like a Mary J? What would you do, if you couldn't hit a white
I'm flying high just like a pilot You would be to if you would try it I go insane when I can't find it My homey sells that's where I buy it I roll it
enders, whatever genders, don't offend us Coming at you, gonna catch you, and when we find you Don't lose count, let me remind you "at 8 you're a sucker, at 7
squeeze (I got the munchies) nachos, pepperoni pizza Hot wings, french fries and slurpees (I got the munchies) (D-LOC) Im hungry as a motherfucker you know I
still I tear they brain up with hella game Numb chicks like novicaine every time I flow a game The best that has ever came Remember Mary Blige told you I was everything It's still
X) Get that do, What that do? How that do? Fuck you faggot, I shot at you And what? You and you mans butt, you in your man's truck But your chance is
i sell 5 million If i tell you i aint game And i dont know Dre. You gonn do me like x-zibit And cut half of my face? I take all the credit For putting
INSTEAD I'M A LET, MARY J. BLIGE COME AND SET IT [Verse 2: Mary J. Blige (Busta Rhymes)] (Now get low Mary!) Maybe you can guess who it is (Uh huh) Mary
job I found a nice place to visit but a better place to rob I left my car outside and the engine is still revvin' Time to get busy at 7-Eleven I went
squeeze (I got the munchies) nachos, pepperoni pizza Hot wings, french fries and slurpees (I got the munchies) [D-LOC] Im hungry as a motherfucker you know I
for Jay You know what im saying I never take shots at legends Thats just something i dont do [Verse 3 - Game (Busta)] Let me tell you why i do this
