I don't belong here at all can't believe they never bothered to move on can't believe they never ever changed can't believe they never bothered to move on
I don?t belong here at all can?t believe they never bothered to move on can?t believe they never ever changed can?t believe they never bothered to move on
译文: 热得烫手热. 继续前进.
that I don?t belong here at all can?t believe they never bothered to move on can?t believe they never ever changed can?t believe they never bothered to move on
The heat is on for summer groove Get up and make your body move A touch of love is in the air, oh, oh, oh, oh Now and then my body calls her name The
me, shorty, you be you We gotta make it right whoa shake it shake it , bounce let me see you move , Come on now, show me just how you do Come on baby
stop Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (That's right) Leave a nigga with a hot
tried to get rid of me!!! Y'all must be kiddin me!! Y'all must be kiddin me!!! Aiyyo fuck the whole industry!!! Come on!!! Staten Island! Come on! Hold
? Three niggaz dressed in black Roley's on they wrist, feathers in they hat One tapped me on my back, then pointed at my stack Put my finger on the trigger
Sittin on twenty-two's, that's what long money do Now the Don's on it, Diddy shine on it Tell Flex to run it back and drop a bomb on it Sunday we layin
open we keeping you niggas up like caffine Flying ghetto team Seeing everything on my little computer screen From here to Phillipine Keep it moving
been bustin off clips Mashin mad whips, bendin hot chicks Westside them niggas that ride for this shit You see me in a tunnel with my niggas on hit Fly
heat You're just a number, another piece of tough meat Killers and robbers are all you greet Act soft you will get beat On death row they got their own hot
penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves Every damn kid on
wet I ain't no rookie, I'm a microphone vet Evil E's on the set, hit the deck Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut Be easy on the cut And no mistakes
, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right? Blood flows like sands in the hourglass Cash moves everything, bitches in g strings Gats flashin', mothers make cream on a stick move
