's a pretty thing or isn't she? She's a sweet, sweet thing She's a sweet, sweet thing She's a sweet, sweet thing She's a sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet thing
Превод: Јасна Злокиц. Свеет Тхинг.
diamond rings 'Cause real niggaz do real things Hanging wit' the niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Real niggaz do real things
spit, like she do my dick Attempted murder dick, for ways I choke chicks Spit it in her eye make it hard to focus Killer Mike gonna calm down, things
knew it woulda been on We woulda been tight We would of been in the zone ridin' so high Up in the game five, thugs, lye See we used to love makin' music
right I knew it woulda been on We woulda been tight We woulda been in the zone ridin' so high Up in the game fire, does, lie See we used to love makin
homies She made me to make history So doing that?s my Extra-curicular activity Bulldozer boy, and the Target is the Industry Two things I Love in the
the strip club Gotta get a bitch and get my dick sucked I pull heat from the heat rub All I fuck wit is gangstas & strippers She's a killa and a sweet thing
saw The funk we transmit is unstable One condition if I am able to say Yes you may, well hey, let's get on with it Vocal confetti is thrown, sometimes spitted
my weight in gold Now all I know, I know all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things All these things, all these things
Travis been known to spit lyrical backflips on tracks with skate kicks Osiris had the flyest but I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin I Crooked grind your
hit the ground Next break into that who we what a sound Heads boppin', never fails once the doc's around Hatin' the fact that she do things on both sides
prayed for one bright thing guess i'll have to wait dragged me out frightened by my nakedness frightened by my own sweet smell i know hate words spit
so i palm the parmajan crippin on the good cheese spit the playerism in her ear baby look here do u wanna do me next thing i woke up she was lyin down tellin me she love
talkin' sweet to me Pussy niggas, I guess I gotta eat pussy Put a hole in 'em, now that's some deep pussy The cops hate me but a star is born The streets love
up them kids I'm countin' blood money Ain't mad 'cause I love money Came up gettin' drug money We countin' blood money Ain't mad 'cause I love money
course Player instinct, learned from my dogs Save ya money baby, I'ma take you to the mall And I buy you something small Maybe something negligence Cartier, came fast in small things
it up like a tick The average playa don't understand What the pimp be gamin' her with Don't give a damn who you claimin' you with Because I know you in love
