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backseat of the car Baby doll, ghetto superstar, meet me at the bar Woo woo woo woo! And I got a big crew Hope you know the drinks is on you, so whatchu wanna do? [CRU

[Chorus:] I'm so fly eva since I was a little guy, all these girls they Choosin me! I'm the one they wanna see. I'm so fly eva Since I was a litte guy

j,peut pas le quitter soudainement . Je reflechis a c'que jve lui dire . J'sais pas comment il a pus mentir , travaille de nuit depuis 4 ans. J'ai toujours cru

(Hello this is Dr.Dre. I'm not in right now, but if you leave your name and number at the sound of the beep. I'll be sure to give you a call as soon

[Intro:] He's Bionic! [x4] He's Bionic! He's Bionic! He's Bionic, Bionic, Bionic, Bionic!!!! He's Bionic! Aaah Bionic! [x2] [Verse 1: Yella] There

a g-string on my hip Your kiss and touch I'd slowly collect For they'd be my tip There's parts of your body I'd slowly kiss And others I'd gently bite

out gooses on, Stan Smiths The housing cops can suck our dicks, we jumping out Of convertible matchbox shit, next drip inhaling Chilling, my throat frozen, my orange brick Bottles of Cru

dynasty like no other Who flow like Bleek, think, no other Who rhyme like Sigel, dog, no other It's Roc-a-Fella twin desert eagle no other Ayo we outshinin

' wit my Cru uptown With the drop town down with the funky sounds Chillin' with my peoples And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequel Loungin' wit my Cru