me take ya home" And I said, "Mami, you can take me home If you let the whole crew get on", bitch Let me take you home She wanna take me home and lay
wanna take me home and lay me up inside her home She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the mornin' She said "Daddy let me take ya home Papi let me take ya
Käännös: Terror Squad. Kotiin.
take me home and lay me up inside her home She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the mornin' She said "Daddy let me take ya home Papi let me take ya home
me take ya home" And I said "Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch) Let me take you home She wanna take me home and lay
can't hold me back Holdin' gats drunk off of cognac Laughin' at life and how my goal be makin' the hoes react Ridin' in cars, out to get me eight full
do (Wus up!) It'll be the day ya'll bleed Wrist minus 80 degrees King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave (tell em!) Who else could take 5 years
-u-t Iraq to QB Mobb deep in jersey and they swerve to me Stay thirsty, thats what my nigga pun told me First it was Christopher Wallace now Christopher Rios Me
wind like the John Wu flix Now, take the spirit, crash more clearer The spreadin' of body, covers the man in the mirror Kick down the door, unlease the Terror
see me For real,'cuz the streets is filled with snakes and rats The snake will be that bitch and that rat will be that cool cat With swollen pockets we gonna take
2] ill make you lean like joe and the terror squad you got p.miller on put ya hands in the sky igot bucks like a wolkee hit me on the cell phone holla
all do (Wus up) It'll be the day y'all bleed Wrist minus 80 degrees King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave (Tell 'em) Who else could take 5 years off
over with, uh Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz at? My Bronx niggaz, my fast niggaz I see you Lil' Hat! Uh, Ah aha! It's time to take
is he? Lookin' like a grizzly? While your girl watch me You're busy drink pissy Wanna lay your love But your love wanna kiss me, huh I got a fly team, me
of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, lotta money in here Uh, terror squad, now and forever Top of the world, tun, yeah, uh, yeah, uh They call me Joey Crack, my
muthafuckin' gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother Me
