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Michael Ball With One Look

With one look I can break your heart With one look I play every part I can make your sad heart sing With one look you'll know all you need to know With

Vertaling: Michael Ball. Met One Look.

dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold, Money, knots and jewels with no records sold, (Yeah) I'm manhandling rappers with

extension Yo, I know I smell good, when I walk by I catch sky miles, 'cause I look high And plus I look fly, baby, take a Polaroid And when you done with

in the streets of greed Everywhere I turn I'm on a mission for more But I aint selling my soul With the dope theres no girl Im on a one way box to the

a prism Suck the dism stand like a Chisolm dimension prison and is he The One, The One, he says he's the one, the only one Take the two subtract the one

Look, I probably love my family more than anybody here But my homies are family too, 3rd cousins' get outta here Who was you with when you got tattooed? And who was you trippin' with

With his dick in his ass Unless there was more But you won't recall Cause Michael Jackson squeezed up On some little kids balls What you consider DRAMA

be no rapper, but I did work and became one Now it's a cryin? shame, I'm buyin? thangs And they got debts, they got to pay back I think I know why my teachers would Look