Translation: Fats Domino. I Done Got Over It.
knowing how I be banging And every sheet that I get All the heat I be packin; And I show it off With all this money you know where I'm heading And I'
me everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going then I gotta get it, then I gotta blow, and than I gotta shudder any little thing the
She asked me what will I be having, I said the basics "Well done steak, vegetables and potatoes" She asked if I will be having a drink, I said later
do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta
life You don't care, you don't care It used to be you that I like, but I'ma do what I like tonight I'm gon' get tipsy Over 21, all the girls have fun
, wanna come for me? You better bring it I ain't mad, I forgive 'em, God I know they ain't mean it Yeah I seen it all before, hate I'm popping and they
I'm wrong but after that The good I've done in your 'hood, should it overshadow that? Got the world laughing at me for the moment But it gonna be your turn 'fore it's over
name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all And I call it like I see it and my glasses on But most y'all don'
I'm head over heels for someone, I that I really cant' deal with I wanna block her from my mind but I really can't do it I tell myself this the last time
day I thought of that cunning, plan One day I had a dream I tried to chase it But I wasn't going nowhere, Running Man I knew that maybe someday I would
right brush and I draw all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I
slump If I could just get over this hump But I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps Fell down and I got right back
rewind it! Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me hows it taste? When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes
I'mma do 'til it's over 'Til it's over, but it's far from over One thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain And I swear I got the shit that makes
I had ever won And honestly I ended up with none There's no much nonsense, it's on my conscience I'm thinking baby, I should get it out And I don't
I got the game mastered Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to gettin' money It could be a hundred degrees and never look sunny Black I'm tryin' to live, somethin' got
on top But I ain't got nothin' better to say because of you And I've been tryin' to hide it But it's written all over my face So I, I really thought