to do Please tell me I'm in the worst situation you know I mean I love my wife But I'm in love with my jump off too One girl is my jump off, one girl
a while give me a minute I've got somethin on my chest to get off I need u to listen lord It got me trippin lord I'm even sippin lord Can't get it off
Vertaling: Ray J. Spring Off.
in a while give me a minute I've got somethin on my chest to get off I need u to listen lord It got me trippin lord I'm even sippin lord Can't get it off
that metal A deuce deuce, my supplier was Loose Bruce Ever since I had the drop, my instinct was to shoot-shoot This ain't For the Love of Ray J, it's
off your iPhone, we chillin' and hey We'll be sippin' Patron, couple gallons a day Let's take our clothes off, bombs away Pick a song, Chris Brown, Ne-Yo or Ray
can juggalo like you never thought you'd ever know And we packin' that funk With a snap and a clap and a jump jump So chicky chicky freak if ya wanna
I'm Violent J I breath toxic fumes And throw my lungs up all over your brand new patten leather penny loafers You fuck! I'm 2dope I got sick ass
he pours in some and types, "i, ink." Then ... not sure ... I think the ink floods the screen. J, jump: Typewriter sees a frog jumping, then jumps
em like a egg roll Beat up out the taco Feed 'em to the octos Fully fully auto Shawty bout that good plate Fuck around next they be sleepin with a sting ray Jump
back when he was like crib age When he hit the stage it?s like a gauge to the rib cage Break the mic like a rock star, break a guitar Jump off the stage
that was down from the get go like my homie cuz wasup dawg yeah wasup to my homie j-bird yeah ray ray kickin know what i'm sayin yeah I gotta say wasup to my homie bonez yeah sparked off
out my face is your best bet Your career is george burns I can't believe you ain't dead yet I show more blind rage Than stevie wonder and ray charles
once and a While we got to move these vowels A = speedis toine I specialize in snatching vertebrae. break your anatomy down to a, call Me atomic sensai. aka b.j
Gab - Verse One] Comin' back to stay, when I rap this way Blowin' minds wit' these lyrics out my fact-oray That are practic-ally, on some maste-ray Show
is back when he was like crib age When he hit the stage its like a gauge to the rib cage Break the mic like a rock star break a guitar Jump off the stage
Hock-heaters heat up the beef until that beef is full done Not Pimp C, but I'ma pimp see, don't act like your Bun If your not Bun-B you can bunjee, jump off
