shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul I just go crazy when I rock 'n' roll There you go, takin' my love from me Hey, there you go, takin' my love
翻訳: ジャム. "私の愛を奪う.
You're shakin' my heart, you're shakin' my soul - I just go crazy when you rock-n-roll There you go takin' my love from me There you go takin' my love
make it clap Just make it clap, ,just make it clap See you a hot little mama it's only right that I holla Love your face, love your smile, love that
love to a gee? (Let me get my freak on) Do you wanna go back to your man or, baby, stay here with me? (Yeah) How does it feel to make love to a gee?
y'all wear silk Y'all drink forties, and I drink milk Cause that's my muthafuckin biz I never sell out, cause it's no sale, kid Hardcore to my heart
She's the cutest I've ever seen in my life, my life The way she clicked her heels and threw her fist in the sky, too tight Drink mode, freak mode Takin
crept, and came up/ All my thugs, I salute you, stay true/ An all my love, I send to you/ This one here's for you, and you/ We still love you so you know
L A C K black-ass nigga Suck my dick an' make it bigger As I walk into the party, I grab my goatin' ass You see him an' you love him, here you go, hoe
you in the back of my El Dorado Make that money so the story goes Ride that bitch like a set of vols But dip in, dip out of that traffic jam Freaky
is now compellin' me, to explain the silence Why my last jam was so violent It's simple, Cypress Hill will teach reality No beatin' around the bush, straight up, just like my
I'm gonna bust, hold my hood up high In the name of the streets I'm gonna roll, I'm gon' rich ride I'm gonna ball, hold my hood up high In the name of
gonna roll) I'm gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly) I'm gonna bust (I'm gonna bust) Hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high) In the name of the streets
let me tell it Put my finger in her ass, let her smell it Close the door, pretend I'm takin' a shit But I really got my toes pointed, hand on my dick
car deep We bring Brooklyn to the city My fellas lookin' sharp my ladies lookin' pretty When the DJ let the needle drop The beat'll rock, the beat'll start Boppin' and my
Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart 'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off That explains why my language off My
the nappy dug out niggaz bug out with the hopes They can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin notes Here comes my kid, here comes my kid (ahhhhh
