Don Parks, Daryl Simmons and Kayo I'm having fun, but all that I've done It hasn't always been right They say I misuse, that I break the rules But that
minute Get my head in the game Wait a minute Wait a minute I gotta Get my, get my head in the game You gotta Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head
(feat. ATM) It ain't hard to choose I really want to roll with you Tell me what you're tryin' to do Girl, what you got to lose Hot and sexy is the
stay with me all night. [Chorus:] i wanna rock wit'cha baby, girl, all night long, i want to roll wit'cha lady, feelings, feelings, so strong, i want to rock wit'cha
got a few bucks Can't waste time, my mind screwed up Tip that glass up, don't front now You know I Got cha Opin you won't ask how Tip that glass up, I
cha, don't cha Don't cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me Don't cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me Don't cha, don't cha [Verse 2] Fight the
la terre. Cha-cha-cha des thons, cha-cha-cha des thons, Cha-cha-cha des thons, cha-cha-cha des thons, Cha-cha-cha des thons, cha-cha-cha des thons, Cha
ga-da-cha-cha-cha-ouh Ta soeur est grasse et la mer aussi Ti-gui-di-gui-di-cha-cha-cha-ouh Ta creme mousse et les vagues aussi Ta-ga-da-ga-da-cha-cha-cha
be in V.A. So, from Cha-City to Detroit Rock City They all say the same lines (???????) Get it [Hook x2] [Cha Cha] "C.-C-H-A" [repeat until fades] Cha Cha
each other I've got you (I've got you) We've got each other I've got you (I've got you) We've got each other I've got you (I've got you too) We've got
do with this hoe?) I feel like doin' the motherfuckin' Cha Cha or somethin' Cha Cha bitch (Beotch!) Cha Cha bitch (Beotch!) Cha Cha bitch (Beotch!) Cha Cha
[Intro] "Hey hey, you kids stop fighting, you shouldn't be fighting around me He black you shouldn't be fighting amongst each other" "This bitch ass
Get my head in the game Wait a minute Wait a minute I gotta Get my, get my head in the game ALL:You gotta Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in
[feat. Lil Wayne] [Verse 1: Cory Gunz] What you niggaz know 'bout this I'm a get the spot jumpin' on some all-out shit Making all my thug niggaz wanna
Yeah yeah (What it look like Clue?) Fresh off the hiatus (Brooklyn what it look like baby?) Hi haters (Throw dirt on my shoulders like I'm dead) Street
s gonna get 'cha for that God's gonna get 'cha for that Every wrong thing that you do God's gonna get you for that God's gonna get 'cha for that, yeah (get 'cha
Dracula cha-cha Dracula, Dracula, Dra Sortant doucement de sa tombe Il va par les nuits les plus sombres Drape dans son manteau noir Dracula, Dracula
DeVille Cause I'm a - young playa with that Crest Side game Kickin the funky shit, makin the rest sound lame, and... [chorus:] Every time I rap, I bust what cha
