Translation: The Dells. Stay In My Corner.
sweet, make them swsweet darline. Ohh stay, why don't you stay, why don't you stay in my corner. Stay, honey I love you Why don't you stay Stay with me Stay Stay
Lui il t'observe Du coin de l'?il Toi tu t'enerves Dans ton fauteuil Lui te caresse Du fond des yeux Toi tu te laisses Prendre a son jeu Et moi dans
need to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my
niggas, Duke is real Stay lookin' for the loot to steal He determined, don't try to touch Bad Boy 'cause we's burnin' I want my glory Duke is not a
you strong, here's where you belong I ain't perfect, but I promise I won't do you wrong Keep you away from harm, my love is protected I'll wrap you in my
, my likeness, y'all need to follow him From now to 3000, I'll be a problem man The future I am the future (Always before you, always ill) With my demeanor, flip, assemble my
door Bentley Coupe Without my nigga on the passenger side? And still, I try to get money, stay fly Finish the race, holdin' my crown high I fly next to God, my
be bangin' all types of chicks from here to Hong Kong The best dressed bitches actin' all cute to my shit And get the wlyin' out they actin' like a boot to my
, get my drink and let 'em go Even when I'm on the road, the gangstas stay in touch Why the fuck you think they love me so much Every time I do it, I do it for my
[1st movement:] The only love my heart approaches Your tender eyes fill mind with roses I drink your wine And never will my heart dry inside Or be denied
' the hoes My hair had grew long on my seven year stay And when I got it done on my shoulders it lay Hard from the joint but fly to my heart I didn't
jerk, it's on It's on motherfucker you goddamn right It's on, my royalty check, yeah, fool, I write my own I own my own label put my own shit out So
of this game till I gets my piece I put my true queen Darlene in a white Corniece So stay broke if you wanna, hang out on your corner Step back from
for some underground mix show My hearts in my pen every time I begin Sometimes my lyrics go crazy and I just can't control em my friend I try to edit
m a nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? My man Lord Finesse is my motherfuckin' nigga, you know? Evil E's my nigga, Islam's my nigga That's right they're my
Islam turn the bass kick up a bit Hype the snare, now I got a place to sit And ride the track like a black mack in his 'lac Hit the corner slow where