Vattinn, core e cartun tu ca prima facevi o buffone cu tutte e guaglione tu ca primm tra cient avventure eri sempr o campione rint o sacco e na fimmina
Dolce e Gabbana e delle scarpe di preda la tua vita la colori cosi nun t?annammur nun te piac nisciun per te l?amore non puo nascere piu colpa di un
Half the world concerned with a slightly tarnished masterpiece Hoping to return as the once forgotten culture thief Lying on its side, the stately vessel
[Intro: Nasty Boi] Smokin' for the hell of it (hell of it) Like a girlfriend gotta hold on and start to commit But with no other drug will I start to
[Intro: Prez (talking)] Yo, waddup? This Prez, this to all my smokers out there Every time you lifted, and someone asks you how you doin' Just smile
[Verse 1: Prez] Aye ma, you lookin' like a million bucks Only beauty in the club, I ain't fuckin' with sluts Get your purse, get your slip for the coat
[Verse 1: Nasty Boi] Smokin' on that Cali Kush, my boy sells it by the bush I'm packin' heat with the .45 magnum in my belt Shawty lookin' so fine, wish
[Verse 1: Chris Brown] All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothing but a vulture Always hopin' for the worst Waiting for me to fuck up You'll
[Verse 1: Prez] Okay I got a minute to real quickly say fuck my opponent Fuck my competetion and fuck you if you know 'em If you ride for my opponent
[Hook: Roscoe Dash] Oh Everywhere I go I Dress up and I go out I got lots of gwalla, let me show you how I show out Everywhere I go I Dress up and I
[Verse 1: Prez] I need success, I need that top spot Fuck it if I ain't the best, I need to cop yachts You know my shirt Nike, we can go one on one Don
[Prez] Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Green & White, Green & White, Green & White, Green & White Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Green & White, Green
[Hook: Marka] I think these haters love me Talk of the town I'm spottin' 'em in my rearview A bunch of obstacles to get a clear view, of me And I ain
[Iyaz] J.R Yeah And Auburn Yeah, Beluga Heights [Verse 1: Prez] La, la, la That's all that's comin' out your mo-mo-mouth Get naked I'mma go down so-so
[Verse 1: Nasty Boi] Bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out, bring 'em out It's hard to yell when the blunt stays in your mouth Blow mad reefer,
[Hook: Rocko] Maybe it's my car Maybe 'cuz I'm flexing Maybe it's wrist-piece Gotcha bitch getting naked Maybe it's bracelet Maybe it's my chain Maybe
[Intro: Nasty Boi] How could I go wrong? When there's so much left to say And how could I've moved on? When she's missing yesterday [Verse 1: Nasty
[Hook] My chick bad My chick hood My chick do stuff that ya chick wish she could My chick bad, badder (badder) than yours My, my chick bad, badder (badder
