Paroles de Everywhere

Bizzy Bone

pochette album Everywhere
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-intro-big b-
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall; tell me who's the greatest motherfucker of 'em all? mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall; tell me who's the greatest motherfucker of 'em all?
-chorus-bizzy & big b-
Everywhere i go everybody know cause it's around and around we go/ everywhere i go everybody know and it's around and around we go (around and around, we go) everywhere i go everybody know and it's around and around we go (around and around) everywhere i go everybody know and it's around and around we go (around and around, we go)
Bizzy bone
I wanna see your body, i wanna see it baby/ let's get it crackin mommy, you gotta take your time with bizzy/ seen it in your eyes how you want me, my baby beyonc was sweatin' on stage, the vision still haunts me/ need to let me wipe that off, where your jigga at? find me in the hood where my niggas at/ (excuse me, miss) shit i can hit it better, hold up don't get mad jigga you did it to nas baby moms, member? what goes around comes around, cause i believe in karma let me wifey that and you can have my baby momma/ puffy my man, you know what it is, you know what it was, you know what you did just because/ it's bizzy the kid, original hip hop thug/ i heard that mya was on fire now shes all croked up/ old halle barry, i asked you to marry me and you passed/ you don't remember me from first class? and this is the way i'm a hit it from the back
-chorus-bizzy & big b-
Bizzy bone
Readin' the ebony and toni braxton, you gon' make me stalk you girl/ bizzy go to jail and you just up and change your whole world/ you finally got someone to love you, complimentin' your style/ when ya'll got married i was in my cell, goin wild/ rippin the posters off the wall, i had to be detained/ shoulda been happy for you but baby i'm slightly insane/ i hope you still got that thang that i gave you/ and if you ever needed a friend i put on my cape and come save you, please believe/ momma i wanna sing, i know i can do it it ain't a thing/ been married to music since i was thirteen/ my baby momma tried to kill me fo' sho/ and i ain't wit my baby momma no more/ remember peanuts like a secret society, better be quite dee, i won't tell/ my lesbian sisters, all is well/ and you don't never need another womans man, that's why/ you need a thug like bizzy the kid and thats the way that i'm a pay you back
-chorus-bizzy & big b-
Bizzy bone
I wanna see you baby, sometime/ don't practice, let it go i'm even willin to grind grind/ gotta get you happy for your man ooh/ but if you don't care and i don't care, let the good times roll/ and i ain't scared to get physical up in this mother wooh, better shut my mouth/ same ole' knuckle came from the gun, and never leave the strap at the house, sucka/ remember the bone bone bone bone? ask monica baby is butter/ but she was with her homies/ i don't be rappin actin phoney, this is all real, all trill no bologna/ i been diggin on mariah since back at the days of sony/ i been checkin on babys and she gave the candy out to kobe holy obie trice/ i'm livin a dangerous life, i need to quit stalkin these women/ i wanna hit em like lesley pipes/ and ever since wesley snipes stabbed chris/ i been feelin this way about beyonc, every broad that i name, hey
-chorus-bizzy & big b-

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