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c-ochelari de soare-n pat Îşi arată pătrăţelele desenate pe stomac E un lady-killer fiindcă el e infectat După un an de puşcărie se cam cacă împrăştiat N-are
[Chorus: x2] I want to dedicate this one to everybody we lost In the struggle, DJ Screw, Fat Pat, Big Mello, Mafio B-G Gator, all my dogs from the block
surfing To rid your curse like It's derogatory language lurking I need a pat on the back my nigga like Babies burpin' My soul was separated at birth Katie
and Pat Boone I roll with a whole platoon of phat goons Who keep the hair on their backs groomed with a Vidal Sassoon Pick up the phone just to get
m’picossait Tout l’monde à’ queue leu leu Ça d’mandait pas mieux À part Pat, notre DT, ben lui y chialait un peu Parce y’est drette comme un pape pis y
looking boy You get a thumbs up, pat on the back And a way to go from your label everyday looking boy Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy? I got
pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood,
Grippin on tha grain Cause so much pain To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain Watch A-Team me as I pop and I shine Ima break em off see that Flip
in de pat Sla de kanker uit uw homo gestraft Over en af Wil'de uw poes droog of toch nat Daar hebben we 't toch over gehad Over geklapt Ja dit is
So when you pat me on the head You better say, "Duck" I go hard (The G, the O, the H, the A, the R, the D The G, the O, the H, the A, the R,
folder Got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder Grippin on tha grain Cause so much pain To that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain Watch
fitted hat, you can hear it in my voice as a matter of fact Real trendsetters let me take you back, to that Hawk Moe and that Phat Pat Ghetto boys,
PAT Snažíte sa no aj tak to nikdy nedáte Ja som ten punchlinový král na mňa nemáte Rozjebem ten beat jak keby to bol nepriateľ Mam ten shit ktorý ich
The three knockdown rule is in full effect [Verse 1] Ding Ding That's the sound of curiousity peaking like cops that pat you down Boyfriends probably seeking
Kick you off like McAfee (Pat) Bust a lip gon tag a fee (mon') Join my clique we forty deep (lot) In France, rip forty sheep (rip) In my faith took
really know how And the super friends better look the fuck out All my Super friends where you at? Brian, Phil, Jay, Pat None of you really ever had my
presentation as if she were the brains behind it, as if I didn't matter. My coworkers came up to me to pity me and pat me on the back saying, Oh my God!
clappin' Thizz face on like I'm Mac Dre Since I said it, R.I.P to Mac Dre Hit a pussy nigga with the pat down Gang in this bitch with the MAC's out
nagovor dignite svi ruke I dajte buke da se čuje sve do Banja Luke Buke ruke buke ruke buke ruke buke ruke Šta je iduće 17.7 Tjentište Doša sam u
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