out Shake it out, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it Shake it, shake it, shake it mama Oh, yeah, do the stomp, stomp around Stomp, stomp
Vertimas: Praėjus dešimčiai metų nuo. Stomp.
sick to my stomach, lost a two and had a baby You don't grind, you be lying, she'll be castrated, Lorena Bobitt maybe Tomb after tomb Boom, boom after
on strong Black, intelligent, wise beyond my years No time for frontin', no time for fears You gots to get yours, I gots to get mine Nine times out of ten
do it for Big L And since I got a big truck you know I live well On the remix, other stations I can't agree with I been here for ten years ain't never
I'm a memory I'm composin' with the Beethoven slogan Year 3000 on the run like I'm Logan Change the gases, switch my anti matter You see I spent about ten
there If you'd have heard it I betcha you would Have done the same! [Annie] I met Ezekiel Young from Salt Lake City about two years ago and he told
been warned and been torn Get smacked for the B.S. you been on Storm bad weather or not you stay scorned For ten years I've baked shit like hot potato
L And since I got a big truck you know I live well On the remix, other stations I can't agree with I been here for ten years ain't never leavin It's been
stressing [50/50 Twin:] Coming from the club, getting into some beef with the Sawf I think it all sparked off, because I'm from the Nawf After riding ten
sick to my stomach, lost a two and had a baby You don't grind, you be lying She'll be castrated, Lorena Bobitt maybe [Big Boi] Tomb after tomb Boom, boom after
to my stomach, lost a two and had a baby You don't grind, you be lying She'll be castrated, Lorena Bobitt maybe [Big Boi] Tomb after tomb Boom, boom after
Right now your arteries are pulsing with all me From ya heart to ya kidneys till ya kid's seed You look pitiful when I stomp compound flows to minerals
Intensified, I blow up the wack Fools, make a narcoleptic an insomniac. "Mom he's fat, mom he's fat, let me buy his tape!" Ten years from now Showbiz
will break the death ears Nothings left here but a holy but fuckery All over the country road is lookin' ugly, trust me From the age of ten years old
