Překlad: Ray Charles. Co můžete dělat s mužem?.
what you do with a man. You need a regiment of men- I'm only one civilian. Wait for your cue with a man. That's what you do with a man. Marriage is such
with a man. That's what you do with a man. You need a regiment of men- I'm only one civilian. Wait for your cue with a man. That's what you do with a
a ho to me bitch, you nasty ho, ho, ho So what you sayin', you've never let a bitch pimp you man? Never man Hey Sir Charles, what ever happened to that
out drinkin boooze ? ere sunday im at work in miami On the yacht with a bottle of CIROC! new york 2 L.A, give a fuck what a hater say i do it big that
knux, nigga what? Come on! (can you, can you, hear me? ) Can you hear me motherfucker? !? I'm talking to you! ('cause I am in...side your head) (can you
BUST ME SOMETIMES I'M LIKE A WHITE MAN "DON'T TRUST ME" SOMETIMES I'M LIKE A BLACK MAN THINKIN LIKE A WHITE MAN "ALL YOU NIGGAZ DISGUST
man (Dammit man) (What? Fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what) Y'all really can't fuck with us (Fuck with us, what
Knux, nigga what? Come on! (Can you, can you, hear me?) Can you hear me motherfucker?!? I'm talking to you! ('cause I am in...side your head) (Can you
like a white man dont trust me Sometimes I'm like a black man thinking like a white man All you niggaz dis-gust me Fuck who you are I don't care who
Chorus) what, what ? gorilla musik what, what ? gorilla musik what, what ? gorilla musik the typa shit the hustles gon' make a killen to it what, what
you do me a favour? Could you beat me with a toilet brush? Phyllis: Beat you with a toilet brush? Aynsley: Shhh . . . someone might hear . . . yes, beat me with a
'm a zone 6, nigga so it ain't nothin' to it Yo man won't beat it up but guess what I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it, I'll do it I'll beat that thang
in mustangs Lyrics sharper than rza's gold front fangs You better call God if you wanna do me (freestyle) You know you gonna die like a black man in a
be the next vinyl cut to 'Urban Legend', I can feel where you at When I pound you up, you out of town coke rhymes Oh you clowns is up my crew stay in
son is bigger, 13 but just like you Moms said I would grow up and be just like you From what you did to my sister she disliked you Sixteen, eleventh
a hurricane breeze Not a word, a goodbye, not even a note She's gone with the man in the long black coat Somebody seem him hangin' around At the old