CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Yank 2 Diddy Style
*inhales* Huh? Awww man
That good kush - this kush is perfect!
I'm really smokin’
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin' jumpin’ jacks my pockets gettin' fat (gettin fat)
I'm gettin' fat (gettin fat) obese (obese)
I won't stop man I just keep eatin' (keep eatin')
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let’s feast)
Dear Lord I thank you for this beef
Dear meat (dear meat) let’s feast (let's feast)
Oh Lord thank you for this beef
It’s no sweat but I keep good Keith (good Keith)
That strong loud kush they call it Irene (they call it Irene)
Sixteen with about ten G's (ten G's)
And Spike Lee was screamin "Do the right thing" (Do the right thing)
Not us (not us) not me (not me)
Got 49 cents in my Guess jeans (Guess jeans)
And my chain (my chain) is one mill' (one mill’)
That's one mill' more than your deal (your deal)
Gucci
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin' jumpin' jacks my pockets gettin' fat (gettin fat)
I'm gettin' fat (gettin fat) obese (obese)
I won't stop man I just keep eatin' (keep eatin')
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let's feast)
Dear Lord I thank you for this beef
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let's feast)
Oh Lord thank you for this beef
Now it don't stop 'til the fat girls sings ('til the fat girl sings)
When it's over hit 'em with the violins (hit 'em with the 'lins)
Go, go, go, go, go, go. Bring the beat back!
Do you like the violins? (Like the violins?)
Matter fact, drop the beat and play the strings
Go, go, go, go, go, go. Bring the beat back!
Damn you DJ Baauer!
This spicy ass mixtape's giving me the sh*ts!
DJ Baauer
That good kush - this kush is perfect!
I'm really smokin’
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin' jumpin’ jacks my pockets gettin' fat (gettin fat)
I'm gettin' fat (gettin fat) obese (obese)
I won't stop man I just keep eatin' (keep eatin')
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let’s feast)
Dear Lord I thank you for this beef
Dear meat (dear meat) let’s feast (let's feast)
Oh Lord thank you for this beef
It’s no sweat but I keep good Keith (good Keith)
That strong loud kush they call it Irene (they call it Irene)
Sixteen with about ten G's (ten G's)
And Spike Lee was screamin "Do the right thing" (Do the right thing)
Not us (not us) not me (not me)
Got 49 cents in my Guess jeans (Guess jeans)
And my chain (my chain) is one mill' (one mill’)
That's one mill' more than your deal (your deal)
Gucci
Run it back just like I'm a runningback
While my diamonds doin' jumpin' jacks my pockets gettin' fat (gettin fat)
I'm gettin' fat (gettin fat) obese (obese)
I won't stop man I just keep eatin' (keep eatin')
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let's feast)
Dear Lord I thank you for this beef
Dear meat (dear meat) let's feast (let's feast)
Oh Lord thank you for this beef
Now it don't stop 'til the fat girls sings ('til the fat girl sings)
When it's over hit 'em with the violins (hit 'em with the 'lins)
Go, go, go, go, go, go. Bring the beat back!
Do you like the violins? (Like the violins?)
Matter fact, drop the beat and play the strings
Go, go, go, go, go, go. Bring the beat back!
Damn you DJ Baauer!
This spicy ass mixtape's giving me the sh*ts!
DJ Baauer
