Vertaling: Tydskrif 60. Don Quixote.
Vertaling: Tydskrif 60. Don Quichotte (nie hier nie).
watch these other niggas follow Bitch, I'm a model, no nigga hotter Later on tonight I'm fucking somebody's daughter I need to be on the cover of a fucking magazine
I don't have a pager Where I'm from there wasn't no scene I got my information from Highlights Magazine I drove a jeep that my parents bought me Drove it over 60
Shawty don't Screw Me Yeah Yea-Yeah [Verse 1: T-Pain] Have you ever seen A dime piece all alone at the bar (bar-bar) Straight out of a magazine
Shawty don't chop me, Shawty don't screw me Yeah, yea yeah Have you ever seen A dime piece all alone at the bar, bar bar? Straight out of a magazine
, wonderin' what's got you hot It's too not, knocked out the box and got rocked Got raped on the island, you officially got kick that thug shit Vibe magazine
Still wouldn't matter, push the rock well like Stockton Paper chasin', chasin' acres Operation get rich, take money over a bitch You see me move low in the six and magazines
, just a moment. What is this there's sixty two copies of horseshit magazine. what are you carrying horseshit magazine around for . . . It's a hoax, hold
your friends Trying to be like daddy is a means to an ends Being a man is hard like maza I'ma take you to the 60s and burn my boxers Yeah, and burn
I Woah Chimo Sabbi You Forget About The Hommi Forget About It Baby, Your Fuking Witta Hot Boy Rims On A 5-Honda All Alloy See Me In The Magazine, Modeling
elite, it's an honor to meet Obama physique, groomed well, garments is sleek Have a chick so in check you got to con her to speak Don of the week, centerfold magazine
like d's on the drop top chop Love ya body work shawty start it up for me Lemme get dem keys sexy wide body 0 to 60 ur beating everybody Let me hear
here, so open up the vents We heated up in here... the street instruments My piranhas is hungry, we play for keep We freakin this booch, we 60something
pick Cause money make most of these broads fuck quick and I am so fly I can't help it [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] I need to be on the cover of a fucking magazine
years, what? Cause if it 44 cells, I feel like its hell Been 22 niggas goin' off of the tear Time Magazine, P should get the "Boss of the Year" Tinted Magazine
