you that's what I do because of you I'm a true believer I'm a true believer I'm with you through the night You're my inspiration in life I'm a true believer
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What type of player you was dealin' wit Can I get a little bit of L-O-V-E? Can you spend a little bit of dough on me? Can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E
to the grave She said, she did what with who? She wrong Since she knows so much, ask her what I had on True Religion, Air Jordan, Ed Hardy C'mon ma, that's e
townhouse to the tenaments Cause all my Brooklyn residents, ? heavy regiments Don't believe, here the evidence, where Brooklyn WHAAAAAAAoohhhh See that? Bound to take it all kid, believe
ima believer) believer, you made me a believer(now now now ima believer) boy i never thought that it was true til' you made me a believer B-E-L-I-E-
see a true G A nigga like the D O double Gizzy But like I said, get yo' money, fuck a bitch and blow a gang of weed Yeah, y'all the type of suckers we
see me though Cause I'm rollin' fat sacks in the back of my vehicle But takin' a puff of the dank stuff and enough that double O-A-E dooz me I'm slowly
Uh-huh, barbecue or mildew, hoe? Shit My fetti has a first name it's E A R L About my mail, shit Nigga you know I'm up in this motherfucker On a good
crumble Begin [El Producto] Enter the all city access and encounter the likes of these Regionally no one relaxes, actual No wonder I'ma type to crush
'm looking at 'em pretty in pink With a passion, I want to put a gash in your ego Your flavour's artificial, a goddamn placebo Black, you can't believe
was new day, next hon And believe it or not, they all got done Well here comes Flo, with the crazy whip appeal And I'm all true man, like Alexander O'
are going to translate: "This is my left hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e
knee and raise yo hand 2004 my mama got sick Start them bells all types of shit Wanna ride good, wanna look good too Game owe me, I don't know about you, believe it, believe
to short to thick, even the slimmie ones Watch out Goldie! Gimme a forty ounce of Olde E And none of you players can control me You get the chance to see a true
me, jump in line Because if in my wallet I can find one prophylactic Then you better believe, girl, that you're gonna get your ass dicked Hard type