people in your world In your world of two There's only room for you In your world of two There's only room for you In your world of two In your world of two
People in your world In your world of two There's only room for you In your world of two There's only room for you In your world of two In your world of two
Traducció: Coca. Món de les dues.
everyday they gotta fight to stay alive (Stay alive) It's just reality, yeah (Oh, reality) Damn it feel good to see people up on it Flipped two keys in two
-N-G Wow, first came he love Now then comes the marriage One baby, two baby, three baby carriage baby Welcome to my world, oceans vs. mountains (Welcome to her world
When I was in jail she let me call her collect But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death Top down, it's upset Been fucking the world and nigga,
Big slices, that's how you cut the cake It's cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail In this give or take world I got what it
consistent hits While Pharrell keep talking this music shit Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Grindin'! (Ahhh) Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man I bake them cakes
cock now you know how we go Got the whole world unlocked now you know how we flow Don't worry about brooklyn I continue to flame The whole world with
on the cock now you know how we go Got the whole world on lock down you know how we flow Don't worry about Brooklyn I continue to flame Therefore a world
I'm back up in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder if a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' in this world Where nobody don'
now I'm back up in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don
the club hollerin' [Lil' Boosie:] A bay bay this here Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seven two
niggaz rap about money but they be broke My man went to Moorehouse and had a strong flow So I had him pitchin' in Atlanta like John Smoltz Makin' money make the world
I got beef I let the whole world know it So if you got beef let the whole world know it One take it to the streets let the whole world know it This the
and everything with new flows Then take this Manny track and tear the game a new asshole Me and my do-rag half man, with two black hoes How in the world
what I write yeah Might there, throw 'em off like they Bobby Knight's chair I been where you tryin to be, I'm already hot All about cake, Betty Crock'
