I had to prove that I could Make it alone now, but that's not me I wanted to show how Independent I'd grown now, but that's not me I could try to be
Asher I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to
Käännös: Beach Boys \u0026amp; Fat Boys. Se ei ole minulle.
I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try to be big in
Tony Asher I had to prove that I could make it alone But that's not me I wanted to show how independent I'd grown now But that's not me I could try
Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta feeling, woohoo, that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That
, that's the shit that got me mad! (Please, Mr. Rapper, once again) That's the shit that got me mad! That's the shit, youknowhatI'msayin? (It's a family
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow And uhhh My real friends never hearin' from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me That's
them tools, tell 'em boys it could get mechanical, Now pop that pussy like a .44, I turn ya round and bend ya over like a low blow, It's Young Money baby
mouth Wild? Hardly, a man's man who would?a knew The beach houses and wild parties Jezebel's and Stella McCartney's For years all that, how can I not
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby It's deeper than the rap Doin' a 150 miles and runnin' Get up in the way then you know that I'm gunnin
just pretend to be something That your not and that's not good my friend On a personal, I ain't even feelin you cats Don't even acknowledge the fact that
brown skin shining in the sun You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby I can tell you, my love for you will still be strong After the boys
, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right Moving up, East Oakland, yeah, that's right
out after dark There's nothing like a pretty hoe on her knees Suckin' my D and lickin' my B's We don't have to take our clothes off to bust a nut When
nigga fucking bitches how bout that Won't you buy me a drink (bitch hell naw) Let me hit yo dank? (bitch hell naw) Won't you take me to yo crib (bitch