I was away Now, come back, baby, now it's time to play Now, flop, roll, while I sing Do you know love will do anything? You gotta shake your boogie, I'm gonna shake
shake your boogie I'm gonna shake mine too You're a sweet little angel Got a whole lot of loving for you Come on let's swing Let's have a ball If you shake
译文: BB国王. 摇YOURS.
to shake your boogie I'm gonna shake mine too You're a sweet little angel Got a whole lot of loving for you Come on let's swing Let's have a ball If you shake
of your crown I flow like smoke out a chimney You never been me You wanna rap But what you're making ain't hip hop B Get your clothes right out the
in the sky and I'll send you Just grab my hand and let it shake And listen to my drum while it starts to break B.Brown, B.Brown My name is B.Brown, B
back! Show your boy love, girl get my lap? Yeah, every time I speak she does get the move And she can?t hold back! Yes, it?s B.o.B, ? That?s ok to be
to grow some balls if she really gon' be yours Oh my god, I'm walking towards her My mind screaming stop, but my legs keep walking forward Straighten up your
shake the game like (?) It's Gudda (Chorus) (Bun B) We up in Harlem on some rock Diddy poppin' in my Sean John Tryna send these young kings home like
, history, math or even paragraphs I'm not into b-boying, just hoeing Showing, blowing MCs like the wind does I might lay you, sort of like a hen does 'Cause your
it, save your breath By myself, I'ma ride till no enemy is left When the middle finger, niggas, hit your block like insurgents There's no deterrents from us cleanin' your
on your Louis Vuitton I'm rockin Louboutin In my droptop benz with your man stalkin And like Bee say, 'let me upgrade ya' Well LT say 'swagger up, baby' [Bun B
, hate on my big fat ass bank po-po pull me over say you a rap singer i know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger linger, that the green thumb jars
Bun B, the king of the kitchen I got exactly what you need to do your thing when you pitching Guarantee to add a few layers of bling on your stitching
ain't gentle B I'm head buttin', punk motherfuckin' niggas for frontin' Shake it on the ground chokin' on they own blood and Make your nose bone fuck your
your fucking head off and throw it on a grill Take the gold out your mouth and throw it in they grill Send a finger to your moms and let her know that
