one Who can be my everything Time, I wanna pass the time I wanna make you mine You can be my everything, my everything My everything is all you'll need When everything
译文: 推播放. 我的一切.
man Give less than a damn about anything, just let my hammer swing Come up, give me my cut, what? Girls don't mean nothin' to me, don't push the button
i ain't ever bought a ring Estribillo you've always been my undercover lover nothing like no other tell me to get em all coz em all my lover my nana and my
even on my muthafucking resume dog aye my nigga if I did take you out the game my nigga it was my mutha-fcking pleasure to move fucking move you out my
I say usher all the girls go crazy, even your own lady, (wait a minute) plus your old lady, ya?ll still pushing Benz?s, helicopter copper take me where my friends is, my
my team gets down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" [Kardinal Offishall] Word, this is for my brother in my
cantina below My love is strong and it pushes me onward Down off the hill to Felina I go Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys Off to my left ride
Gucci suit Ain't got no job but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly Gotcha car play gems
to giving you my all Cause ain?t nothing better than reconsidering the fall I?m not a sucker for love You can be my homie be my lover Girl I put
'all niggaz wanna ride my dick, whatever Don't put your hands up on me, Sheek'll come out the leather Put the hammer to your hatin' mouth, nail it shut Get off my
[Verse 1] Been a long day, waiting for the night to come I check my iPhone, Let me see what's going on, going on, going on Help me DJ, play my favorite
and jack knives and Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred Then he cries, then he screams, saying Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain And I fill my
for music, my Savior That's what helped me fight Xavier Don't believe these rappers and what they play ya I wanna be owner, fuck a playa Shit, better
, 2, 1, 2 Uh uh, 1, 2, 1, 2 DJ scratch on the track 1, 2, 1, 2 1, 2, 1, 2 Break your motha fuckin' back 1, 2, 1, 2 Ah yo, yo My lyric is 8 ball, batter up play
my schemes Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams 'Cuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take green I might ride tha range wit tha roley on the rocks Or push
you playin', I'm blazin' the spot Makin' you bop, makin' my way to the top Breakin' the lock, takin' a shot at the title Ready to rock at my rivals Like Pac everything
on my rivalries All eyes I be, on the quest for loot Pushing a Lexus coupe, to pursuit them troops, against the big-joker Sipping alimoca, playing poker
