[Qwote]. . this is your boy qwote. and my man lucenzo. on your side mr. worldwide himself. (mr. worldwide). let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go,.
Lucenzo ft. Sean Paul Wine It Up. Lucenzo ft. Sean Paul Wine It Up. Lucenzo ft. Sean Paul Wine It Up.
Lucenzo :. Son las cinco de la mañana. Y yo no he dormido nada. Pensando en tu belleza. En loco voy a parar. El insomnio es mi castigo. Tu amor será mi alivio.
A and X, El Orfanato. Danza Kuduro. Lucenzo El Orfanato. El rey. . La mano arriba, cintura sola. Da media vuelta, Danza Kuduro. No me canses ahora, que esto solo empieza.
jamais tgoul 3yit, jamais tgoul nlachy. ila hab tkoun number ooooooooooooooone. jamais tgoul malit, jamais t'abandonne. ila hab twali number ooooooooooooooone.
Gaza, Gaza ... Ay ray7a tmoot. Wayn Esho3oob? Lazem tnood. Gaza, Gaza ... Goul lel yahood. Jaysho mohammad sawfa ya3ood (X2). . ...Ga3d nshoof fi la télé.
América, América : crime de guerre. Tel3eb behad le monde. Ki ch'ghoul foug tabla ta3 poker. América, América : Pentagone. peace and love b les missiles w les bombes.
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo yo, I'm a rapper turned rock star. Word up, what I wanna know, yo, I'm a rapper turned rock star. What, what, what, what, I'm a rapper turned rock star.
They won't let us do no shows in New York. They won't even let us fuckin talk. They say Lost Boyz be a gang. Nah man we just do our thing. Why we always in the cut sometime.
Now,now,now. Now now now. Queen's most wanted, shout out's to. The bandit baby R I P we represent the L B. To the day we die run with Lou Spigg nice freaky tah.
Let's see these niggas gummin'. Since '86 we had the streets hummin'. I bet these niggas never seen it coming. Every days a crisis. . Seems like paying dues, is paying prices.
[Verse 1]. I'm in this slight situation. I'm at this chick's crib uptown. niggas try to come through. and lock you down. it seems like a setup. now niggas try to run me from the door.
Intro:. . [whistling]. Shorty!! shorty!!. Shorty c'mere baby girl! (I like what I see). This go out to erybody man, a little station identification. And we call this one for all y'all, who be going to buy....
It's time to show minds once again. Bunch of friends yo, shit here will never end. So top tennin all niggas and locked in pen. One, we come through we shit we don't shit.
Summer, summer, summer time. Summer, summer, summer time. Summer, summer, summer time. . Well listen Summer time in the city. Now niggas ride around town, for another sounds, look before the smithy.
Baby girl, I salute, salute you. For always bein' truthful, truthful. It may sound lame but I truly adore you. And listen I will always go out for you.
[Mr. Cheeks]. You know the lifestyle, plain and simple, out to get it. It's ghetto game us niggas play no doubt we stay commited. And capable to bring the hot shit, no matter what.
Here's a tune about this honey named Renee. That I met one day on my way back from John Jay. I'm peepin' shorty as she's walkin' to the train. I tap her on her shoulders, "Excuse me miss, but can I get your name?".