your hand Feeling kind of cold need something hot to hold Only wanna lay with you I promise you won't smell no fish I said fish (Instrumental Break) Fish Fish
Vertaling: Instrument. Vis.
[ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ] Gold, girls, cold cash On the mic Shaquel Shabazz Supreme, the Lord, the G-o-d Down with the Syndicate posse It's you we rule without a tool
So look at me I'm on that I thought we was rich then Shipment, you had like 20 bricks in Richmond We was in cocaine heaven I was fish scale dreamin'
out of bits of panther They call me anchor man, I'll hold down the ship Leave you n-ggas floating in water and go and drown a fish F-ck I'm f-cking heinous
the message that I chuck up deuce Break 'em off and leave it, you seen my fucked up tooth It's fuck a bitch, there's more fish in the aquarium I rarely
time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make
Pro tools Took her off the showroom floor no money down Near the Chrysler buildin' in the heart of Midtown Two hundred horse-power under the hood Junk
' the shots It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin' a lot That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rims Not the flats but the fish 'cause they just swim
the boy Your wife'll cut you to get with the boy, it's big pimpin' here Big lobster, big shrimp in here, big mobsters, big fish in here Yeah, get your fishing
Doing the heavy, cops in the Chevy Scopin' his every move already Smooth and deadly, cool his belly Probably get popped right in front of the deli The ghetto to mallon, his tools
ones we all acuse but in work pay my do's, and i never like to lose but every day im praying i ain't got to spray my tool, thy act a fool till they see
gesture a hidden meaning known to everyo ne a slight misconception of leizure don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but spirit, excellence, further down the road, these are the tools
my brothers, even killed my brothers Familiar fish scale, everybody plays the fool The older God's givin' me jewels The younger God's givin' me tools
'm still acting a fool, packing a tool Went back to the dude before I was with the black and the jewels I don't feel right if I ain't strapped with the tool
who stand aloof To hide their inner laugh Depending on the circumstance I show my tools to where niggers know Where I'm just a fishing pants Beginning
. She's my baby, my handy-dandy lady, she's my Swiss Army Girl. Full of motors, tools, appliances, yeah, I'm no fool, Great in bed or around the house-a handy tool
wink at you from up high And talking fish comes as she moves I want to be like water and never need a doctor And carve the earth without my tools (Do
