Quand tu auras douze belles dans la peau Deux duchesses et dix dactylos Qu'est-ce que t'auras de plus sinon, Sinon qu'un peu de plomb Un peu de plomb
Un, deux, trois, quart, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf, dix, onze, douze, Quand t'auras douze belles dans la peau, deux duchesses et dix dactylos Qu'est
Welcome to the inside the dim light of revolution personifiedwhere your god is an assortment of colors and lines in the city some days i hear the train
some attention wifey too oficious mek she gwaan front it the man life lack somethin and him a hunt it she seh fi better or fi worse but when the worse come she throw a dozen
in the sea and you sweating me cause we got the tightest (?) but I couldn?t find that thing with a microscope give me dom dom-da-da-da-da-da-dom-dom-
get home) [Soulja Boy:] She call my phone like (da)[x20] We on the phone like (da)[x20] We taking pics like (da)[x20] She dial my numba like (da)[x20
(feat. Pain In Da Ass) [Pain In Da Ass] You're all a bunch of fucking assholes You know why? Cause you don't got the guts to be what you want to be Fabolous
[Talking:] Uhumm, Weezy ya'll, Young Money, Cash Money This is, "Da Drought 3", Ladies and gentlemen, You know me, [Verse 1:] You know I ride for my
Uh, Umm, Weezy ya'll, Young Money, Cash Money, This is, ?Da Drought 3,? Ladies and gentlemens, Ya'll know me, You know I ride for my motherfunkin' niggas
can't do this alone. Give me something to live for- Waiting my turn for so long... Don't wanna be on be on my own. Whoa-oh-oh. Shoo-be-da-da-ah. We'
bakery's got all the bomb frostings. Andy: I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gossling. Chris: Two! Andy: No, six! Chris: No, twelve! Both: Bakers' dozen
I'm a legend in my own time A prophet in my own rhymes A king wit' a concubine [Chorus] Niggaz like you, a dime a dozen They come and go So why I'm
da coupe back ( da celing's missin) And den you let da breeze do da four play ( Caress her a little) And den you let da V do da horseplay Turn da
before me Mi mek me gun talk before me Mi mek me gun talk before me Dem P**y deh see me but dem nuh kno me A cudda dozen a dem wen my magnum pop off Dozen
in my pockets dem b da old days now it's in deposits for da love of money like da ojs in da 20's fuckin yung money getting every dollar junkies a dozen
! up! up! Put your finger in a socket. Don't you know that's up, Jack? Aaah, now that leaves me with my cousins. You know I got 'em by the dozens. Well
(feat. Trife Da God & Tommy Whispers) [Intro: Trife Da Good] Mmm-hmm... yo we going in, nigga [Chorus 2X: Trife Da God] It's game time, gear the lacing
standin' in da park What's da word on da street Did he really slap her?!? Is true Wiley skipped da country left him?!? Did he punch Mega in da face for