Could it be, you and me? Could it be? (heh heh) Could it be that I'm lost Gettin' soft and just fallin' in love(fallin' in love heh heh) Could it be,
love, fallin' in love,) [Trick Daddy:] (Could it be, you and me, you and me, could it be, you and me, this that thug shit, what, say it.) [Chorus:] Could it be
Vertaling: Trick Daddy. Could It Be (twista).
Vertaling: Trick Daddy. Could It Be.
'll be your friend Do you love me baby Though I love you like a brother I would rather be your lover Verse Two: Foxy Brown Erybody wanna be Pam
see the fact is, what you doing I did it lames trying to clone my style, run with it thats cool, I was the first one with it you deluded kim wannabe
it then you out your rabid ass mind They'll say tricks are for kids, most chicks woulda slid But who ain't miss a visit through the six that you did I'll be
more dope then you'd ever know E-I-L-O, hello When I'm all by myself let it go, let it go, let it go Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no Draped
grown shit It's the Thelonious, super microphonist You know us, this rap shit we 'bout to own it You know it, 'cause you can feel it in your throat Say it
in my life That I never thought I'd make it through Had a few close calls in my life that could have end my life But I'm here looking at you Never thought that I'd be
Mos Def] Ma I got some lotion Hold ya thighs, raise em' high and daddy long stroke em' [Beyonce] Hair like forever [Sam] I swear I could do it better
drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot Ha
it daddy?) Sharon FREAKALEEK! Monica (Do you like it daddy?) Monique Christina (Do you like it daddy?) Yolanda [Bridge:][petey Pablo] (How you like it daddy?) Would you do it
yo' last You know I need it, everything you got I gotta get it or we'll never see the top If it was a Happy Meal or a half-a-mill It's the same thing
yard But now I just walk around and act hard A lot of women like to be called a bitch I'll break it down so you understand all of it I always thought
And it don't stop to the beat baby Now take my bitch, she won't complain about shit 'Cause I taught her well, she got game for a trick It ain't hard
