Vertaling: Elakelaiset. T Smidje.
Nothin' but smooth sailin' tonight Anything that you want from me is my delight tonight There'll be nothin' but, nothin' but smooth sailin' tonight Anything
Oh, you already know what it is We got anotha one, boy, ATL (Just throw it in the bag) Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son? Wassup Fabo? Hey man, I got that black
[Verse 1: The-Dream] Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Yea I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Nigga I know you don't call
(G. Benson/D. Mindel) Here we go Breaking up what we have built Leaving out all the things that we have felt Where was I, where was I before you
Two weeks longer, we're getting older Likeness meet sometime Waitin' surely, all night and early Morning light, sun shines Please take me home again,
A tongue can accuse and carry bad news The seeds of distrust it will sow But unless you've made no mistakes in your life Be careful of stones that you
A tongue can accuse or carry bad news; The seeds of distrust it will sow. So unless you have made no mistakes in your life, Be careful of stones that
Come on now mister, step right inside and see the show You'll like it mister, it cures you if you're feeling low We'll take care of you, especially if
Well, you go where you want to Go out on the town Expect to keep me waitin' With that law you're layin' down That ain't right Tonight I'm breaking free
Hey yo Cube Make it ruff Cube, check it out whassup? Yo this bitch was suckin' my dick Then I told her? What? Make the music with ya mouth bitch Baby
Eh-yo, Kinetic What up God? You got that glock cleaned? Soaked those bullets in oil? So yo, I'ma call the Black Knights up And North Star from down in
Yo KL, hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel, gangstafied gorilla shit We start tightin' up on these niggas like a nigga been
Here it comes again Drivin' me nuts Can't control my feet Or stop shakin' my butt The neighbors are complaining It's getting out of hand Throw that beat
There was a mother that had two sons One of the boys was interesting in his self This son loved his mother so very much. He said mama one day I going
So this is heartache, Ia??ve forgotten how to breathe right now, its taken me over like i never dreamed it could, we tell lies and we believe them, but
[Originally by The Kids Of Widney High] Throw away, throw away, throw away the trash come on everybody, throw away the trash throw away, throw away