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A Tribe Called Quest Oh My God

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Vertaling: A Tribe Called Quest. Oh My God.

over and over, to pass from a place, that made up a Heartless Souljah. It is really bone of a show, but better might play you a bit in a party show. Let

feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-li

Went to Carvel to get a milk shake This honey ripped me off for all my loot cakes The car, oh yeah, there's money in my jacket Somebody broke into my

feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-lI or

in a dingling and dance over their heads although it wasn't Xmas stockings it was microphones instead above my headrest. Woke up ate my breakfast, checked off my checklist, called

JB's Next on my list is A Tribe Called Quest Latifah my Queen, Monie Love, Dres and Mr. Lawnge Chi-Ali, on your head God bless Never ring chasin, the

on my New York shit Hat to the back on my New York shit (WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh!) Tims with the shorts on my New York shit (Come