Oschino Vasquez Uh - Hunh Mommy Do you want me? [Hook] Mami do you want me? Cause I done grew feelings for you boo I see what you go through I
Oschino Vasquez Uh - Hunh Mommy Do you want me? [Hook] Mami do you want me? Cause I done grew feelings for you boo I see what you go through I'm going
译文: 国有资产配乐. (技艺年轻的克里斯,火花和Oschino) - 你要我.
Next summer's yo' summer, tear this motherfucker up Young is eternal, my young'uns'll burn you "The Blueprint" birthed, nigga, I earthed you, you can't be serious Young
who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you
got me in the system Why they gotta do me like that? Try'd to make it my way But got sent up on the highway Why, oh why? Why they do me like that?
of ya, Soulja Boy Tell Em I'm a one man orchestra. Instructional videos on you tube, So I can teach you how to do what I do. Haters wanna knock me, but
40 from the bay hey bay bay Hocker me Ratchet like where you stay Im pullin on my chain yankin on my collar Just like the Lava House click "Pass Me Sum
'm watching you baby and thinking about all of the things that i can do baby on top of the world when i`m on top of you baby spend the night with me and
And let you pet it for me, baby My d-ck on professor Klump jump On this Eddy for me, baby And when you fuck with me They give you credit for it, baby
pass you on to chris (oops) girl im right in front of you tell me what you wanna do i just want your body with my body right up under you you turning
beat me up send the block out on me I don't want the block to through on me Oh too clean (barking sounds) We got ah, we got hist dancers(what about chris hicks baby? ) Chris
until I hear that ooh aah sound! You can keep me on... Rose on the ..I'mma kill that pussy, call me OJ on the run! Hell, I'mma do my... Yeah, she...
out, them haters gon die baby you know them doors are suicide And it aint about nuttin but you and I [Chris Brown] All these girls around the World, they love me
'll get you Drew Gooden But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron footin' Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Chris Farley So like him, you