Floatin' the stage, I'm movin' like a black Fred Astaire smooth The momentum of the bass and treble levels on point Bonus to ride the microphone It's O.C
Floatin the stage, I'm movin like a black Fred Astaire - smooth The momentum of the bass and treble, levels on point Bonus to ride, the microphone it's O.C
Vertaling: OC. The Chosen One.
gas Pay day comes and it goes so fast There's no way out and I'm telling you brother If it ain't one thing it's another If it ain't one thing it's another
it ain't one thing, it's you If you've heard that I'm goin' crazy, it's true The wheels seem to fall off whatever I do If it ain't one thing, it's you
with Caine, to Herb, to Big And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit You a dick-ridin' faggot, you love the attention Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons Ha, R O C
highness Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one There's no escape from straight from the brain come the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake tongue make one
' disease You tellim' me what you want bitch You givin' up the funk but you gotta pay a lump To this nigga name Peewee From the R I C H M O N D Bitch
I'm rich for life I'm like Heaven, everybody wanna get to me How you make it to the gates and forget the key? I'm the one God chose so you blessed through
at the parliment 7S up C-know steelo no equal, but the sun and thats Funkay Ease back, the g's is back as an o-d gettin Funkay The sun sets, you vex,
gurl yo' pussy the sheeeeit! [Chorus w/ Songz ad-libs] [Trey Songz - Outro] Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O, N-G, Z Bun Beeda, Pimp C, 2Pac and me S-O
(C'mon, no-o-o they can't see him walking through the darkness) Yeah ma, c'mon boo yeah that's right motherfucka (No-o-o, they can't see him walking
of my own Cause Jersey's what I think about when I think of home Don't let know one get close to you except the chosen Stick with the ones who meant the
gonna get it No, no, if you feel me feel me, feel me, feel me [Nick Cannon:] Peace Out [Lil' Romeo:] I remember one year My mom took me school shopping
[Jay-Z] R-O-C Memph Bleek do it again Jigga man, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Missy, sho' nuff [Memphis Bleek] Yo check it now, yo Yo Hov' chose I -- I ain't gonna
Me I'm rich as fuck plus I smell like yack so come on A nigga gots to get chose it's a house full of hoes I suppose at least one of those want Mister
that's fo' sho' though Are those Bugle Boy jeans you're wearing? Hell nah, ho, you know they Polo, I been used again, chose again This time been wrong to chop somethin' Dumped by one
