as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time, got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time, got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time, got the time
as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time
Prevod: Joe Jackson. Got The Time.
Prevod: Joe Jackson. Got The Times.
day as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time
a six And some schweiz on my wrist Now picture this You got to blow, cause to many niggas out for mr. jackson's dope Ya'll niggas got to go, to the ghetto
it all, but God save (Hhh) Your ass for clashin' with the soul assassin' (Hey, hey) That's like Mike fuckin' with Poppa Joe Jackson (Hhh) Ass whoop all
jel Cause the Giant finally got his props We can box rhyme for knots and see who got the biggest glocks It don't matter cause I can withstand I got no
went and swallowed my baby batter You sick! I know you been a bitch I hate you worse than fans hate Joe D. for pickin' Darko Milicic I got a killer spit
call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden]
call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin?, or playin? double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden] Let
but I call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [Verse 2: Joe Budden
So I switched crews, started rollin with the older dudes Drinkin brews, did what they say, and paid dues My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea And got jerked, the first time
the Don nigga Follow me Fifty me, fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never been seen? Once I got
Don, nigga, Crack, follow me Fifty, meet Fifty, he's the fakest have you ever seen? Curtis, Curtis Jackson How come you can never ever be seen? (Once I got
matter the weather Got a girl, you got a man, this'll be our secret He plays for the Heat, well, that's so convenient I'm at the games all the time
] Play another slow jam This time make it sweet On a slow jam for my baby And for me [Verse: Romeo] Imma set the mood right yea you know I got it bad
