Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Memphis BleekНазвание : Do MyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop hip hop east coast rap new york Видео:
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[jay-z] Turn that motherfucker louder Its the roc in this motherfucker Bi-otch! Oh yeah, bounce, uh uhbounce Yeah, yeah bounce, come on Oh come on bounce, come on Do my ladies run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, come on) Or do my thugs run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, come on) [memphis bleek] Do my ladies run it Fat asses and flat stomachs Throw a hand in the air If its the year of the woman Or my dogs run it Let em know that youre still gunnin Throw a drink in the air Let em know you still thuggin Yo I come through, few of my mans Scoop you and your friends You, you, and you with the timbs In tight jeans, chinese eyes Indian hair, black girl ass Let me pour you a glass of belvi Tell me all about your past Let me console your soul While I palm your ass And your man did what? He aint give you? He cheated with her I cant diss duke I tell you this though Get with this dude Ill teach you about dough And show you what this do (its a secret society, all we ask is trust) But I dont freeze bitches Just skeeze bitches Break up happy homes Just seize misses Youll never get her back once you get a yacht How you love that? How you love that? [jay-z] Do my ladies run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, come on) Or do my thugs run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, come on) [memphis bleek] Do my ladies run it Fat asses and flat stomachs Throw a hand in the air If its the year of the woman Or my dogs run it Let em know that youre still gunnin Throw a drink in the air Let em know you still thuggin Ay yo back woods rollin Rap you cant hold em Roc gear matchin crews Bleek is chillin, murda is chillin What more can I say? We still killin em Bags we still dealin em Four wheels, we wheelin them Chicks like Im feelin him Yeah ma okay Black jeans and timberlands Give them adrenaline rush Ladies know the difference between them niggas and us We the r-o-c and we dont stop They dont make a gun that we dont pop Matter fact they dont make a car that we dont drop Thought you knew they dont make jewels that we dont cop What you knew? you actin like the roc aint hot Or the car that I cop aint missin a top And even if they dont make drops that kind I tear da roof off like Im busta rhymes motherfucker [jay-z] Do my ladies run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, come on) Or do my thugs run this motherfucker? (yeah, yeah, yeah) Come on, come on [memphis bleek] Do my ladies run it Fat asses and flat stomachs Throw a hand in the air If its the year of the woman Or my dogs run it Let em know that youre still gunnin Throw a drink in the air Let em know you still thuggin [jay-z] Do my ladies run this motherfucker? (okay) Or do my thugs run this motherfucker? (uh-huh, okay, uh-huh) Come on, come on Its the r-o-c, we dont stop Its the r-o-c, we dont stop Its the r-o-c, we dont stop Uh memp bleek, the understanding niggas Get your mind right, ha-ha | Похожие исполнители:
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