Mascara negra, de humo, de gas. Mas mascara de gas, mas camara mortal; mas asesinos, cuantos hicimos? Compramos mas camaras de luz, "deme dos de las naranjas
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Mascara negra, de humo, de gas. Mas mascara de gas, mas camara mortal; mas asesinos, cuantos hicimos? Compramos mas camaras de luz, "deme dos de las
(I can feel it) Music be flowing through my veins (Oh I can feel it) Music be flowing through my veins The game change people, they don't love me the
is in the house(oh oh oh) W I T give me a C and an H. T is Taranee her personality more than cool but there?s a fire she can play C is Cornelia she can
Well, well, well, what the fuck is this? A condom in my bed, you better start talkin' bitch Before I take a match and burn this mother fucker down I said
disco heaven (Oh, the disco heaven) D-Disco heaven (Oh, disco heaven) Oh, we've got that disco D-I-S-C-O And we're in heaven H-E-A-V-E-N In disco heaven
, send em in (c'mon) What you waitin for, let the freak show begin How they came in a truck? (Mase: Nah Puff, that's a Benz) Mercedes, c'mere baby, you
the gunshot and watch to the ricochet Suicide,it's a suicide,yeah (x3) C'mon yeah (x7) (verse three) Yo D.,what's up?,suckers is popping lip Grab the H
is Hov', oh, H to the O V I used to move snowflakes by the O Z I guess even back then you can call me C.E.O. of the ROC, Hov' Fresh out the fryin' pan
it confused (Roc', baby) Doin' what we do (It's the Roc', baby) B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek (You understand) Introducin' It's Young C (Young C
H.O.V.A. The blueprint 2, baby, on the way H.O.V.A. I got my mojo back, baby, oh, behave H.O.V.A. The blueprint 2, baby, on the way H.O.V.A. I got
Dolce, Gabbana Fendi, Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Prada A nigga like jungle to always come through Shine in yo hood whenever the fuck you want to 'Cause I'ma B R A V E H
around the corner with the, F O R T S C V and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B O N E T H U G, spell it motherfucker Money, money
Prodigy, H A V O C, M O B B, uh huh, yeah Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Know what I'm sayin'? Forty first side Niggaz know how we do, right, right I can see
s why all I do is burn up All in V.I.P., and they be actin' like they know us I'm like we turn up, excuse while I turn up All these h*** be choosy, but
club get packed Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat up on my back [Chorus 1] [Hurricane Chris:] Well its the H to tha U double R I C-A-N to tha
please Ain't no bitch who can do it like me You can L I C K my pussy Ain't no bitch who can do it like me I'm the H O T S H I T Ain't no bitch who can
