move, or yall gonna hear the boom If yall can get it on, then we can get it on We all can get it on... (x3) FLAME-ON MUTHERFUCKERS(x2) Ya niggaz packing
Переклад: Тягнутися. Ми всі можемо Get It On.
Переклад: Drag-на. Ми всі можемо Get It On.
, or yall gonna hear the boom If yall can get it on, then we can get it on We all can get it on... [x3] FLAME-ON MUTHERFUCKERS [x2] Ya niggaz packin
it's goes on and on Its goes on and on We get to crippin', its running in the early morn' Keep on dreaming there's nowhere to run You can drive but you
it up, turn it up, turn it up I like the boom, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I need guitar, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up I like that drum
high, gettin head on the beach Chillin, sittin on about half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All
And it's killing me that we can be undone Love with ya I used to think I'd die without ya Now it's killing me, we can be undone I can't feel without
got it, we want it, move it and flaunt it Shake it and sway it, die just to lay it Try to suppress it till they undress it Beg 'em to use it, cry not
went to jail when the court heard the case Justice or corruption?it's all interlaced How can you swallow this?I can't stand the taste Squeeze the trigger I get
GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it
ceiling Girl, I feel you when you comb your hair Lady when we lock it low we get together, it's an overdose I'm slipping, I'm here, I'm on my knees
gettin' back to a has-been? Yeah, I said it, has-been Hang it up, flatscreen (Haha) Plasma Hey Nicki, hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got
get high to it we welcome you to highschool we do just like we like to we cordially invite you now roll up get high to it get high to it [Chorus] I'm
with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone where I can hold her tight But she lives on
, out come the chicks of they panties and Bras Come on I said come on (Pusha T verse 3) I 3D it, if I say it you can see it No red and blue lenses
we were slinky through and through but it's sad and it's set I get high then I get depressed and I guess when we're together it's that happy kind of
criminals Why they up in corrections They come home get at 9 and commit crime to perfection It's murder when they found the gun now they doing ballistics But they can
