[Chorus: BandoMoss] 2x. . I'm booted up...I'm booted up.... I'm booted up...I'm booted...... . Tricking bitches....selling drugs down in the south......
Du ska inte tro det blir sommar. Ifall inte nån sätter fart. På sommarn och gör lite somligt. Då kommer blommorna snart. Jag gör så att blommorna blommar.
Okay. Alright. Indeed, Interior Light.. . And rode,. With the wave,. Get lost in the metrical cave.. . Get dressed,. In black,. Your train's not rolling back..
My mind is in a state. 'Cause all I seem to do is tempt my fate. Well I try every space. But all the while we're crushing at the gate. This time, this time.
I am living hand up to my mouth. You put the east into my west and the north into my south. It's very telling only goes to show. You're defined by the list of the people that you know.
(yeah...). (heh...). (hah...). (Petey, Pab-lo). (mmm...). {Hook} (Petey singing) [Petey rapping]. I told y'all (I told y'all). It was 'bout to happen, but y'all wouldn't listen to me.
My momma said. "It seemed like yesterday my brother. Said him was gunna leave here. Said he was gunna go and make some money himself". See my brother wants still to be a rapper.
(Chorus). I swear, I would lock the door if the cops came and tell em you gone. I swear, I would rest in eternal sleep if they would let you live a little bit more.
[Petey]. Man holla at ya dog. Petey Petey hey y'all hey y'all. Carolina bird dog, still got my shirt off. Still reppin' for convicts in Sing-sing to Burgaw.
Yeah, it's time to wake up. Wake up and cake up. It's 187.4 fm on your dial. The number 1 station via satellite, cd radio and your stereo. Broadcasting live from the left coast.
I love you more than you could ever know. Words don't come close to say that. what's down inside makes me close. No other touch feels like yours. Your my only cure baby.
We push the hottest V's, peel fast. Through the city, play Monopoly with real cash. Me and Biggie and the models be, shaking they saditty ass. And Parada be, somethin' you cats got to see.
I'll be good, good, good, good. I'll be good, good, good, good. . Flash, we meet. Passin' in the streets. Words unspoken. Silence unbroken, hey. . Just by chance.
Dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah. Dah, dah, dah. Rockets, moon shots. Spend it on the have nots.
There's a time each year. That we always hold dear. Good old summertime. With the birds and the trees'es. And sweet scented breezes. Good old summertime.
Di you ever have to sit there. Watch them holdin' hands. Everybody around you knows. He's supposed to be your man. He tried to explain last night. She was still his man.
It's a longer road to California the I thought and. I miss smoking pot and playing guitar. It's a lonely drive when you won't say a word. I guess our love is just a bird learning to fly.
It's all I see. It's all I need. Don't make sound. I've been looking for something everyone knows. And you to me. Are family. It's all clearer now. We've been going to places nobody goes.
Hey little girl is your daddy home. Did he go away and leave you all alone. I got a bad desire. I'm on fire. . Tell me now baby is he good to you. Can he do to you the things that I do.
Girls in supply, Buju Banton expressing his feelings. Look at the action of the girls. Lord have mercy, I am getting excited. . Chorus:. Woman are mashing up to town.