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Ba-ba-bangladesh Okay, I know it sound crazy, but I will love my lady Even if she went crazy like a Theraflu patient You're my Pamela Anderson, I'm your Tommy Lee We break up every year like T.O. break up teams I love the way you used to break up all my weed We'd smoke, we'd drink, then we reach ecstacy God damn! She got the best of me 808 and Heartbreaks got me drinking extra lean Gangstas don't ask they just let it be Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe Gangstas don't ask they just let it be Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe And I remember everything, baby SongtexteTraffic jam, remember me like, baby Yeah, it might hurt, but it's a sweet pain, baby I know I got you over be my keychain, baby It's a G thang, she got a G-Strang Ooh, but she ain't choose to wear it this evening Now let the beat bang, just let the beat bang And shawty, yeah, it might hurt, but it's a sweet pain Weezy (Baby) Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe (Baby) Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe Ohhhhh, ohhhhh I don't need that hoe no more Cause I got a shawty from the west side She tell me let's drive, and she let me He take the wheel of her sex drive We pick up Keisha, she on the East Side And then the three of us do-do-do it three times Ohhhhh, ohhhhh I don't need that hoe no more (Ba-ba-bangladesh) Okay, let's go, listen, aye I party in the U.S.A. call me Teddy Montana Yellow Bugatti could've drove you bananas If you gon' leave, hol' up, let me get my camera My new bitch finer, lick that jelly out, jam ya And the head game sick like cancer Upside down, porn star, breakdancer I go H.A.M. on Mariah Carey-looking hoes So all of them bitches call me MC Hammer Ha, so I'mma say you dead wrong And I can't hear you like I got on Dr. Dre headphones Whoever you with, have fun Cause I know he can't make that pussy talk So until we meet again, shawty, just go 'head and walk Walk, walk, walk, walk Go 'head and walk, walk, walk, walk Just go head and walk Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe I'mma - I'mma let you breathe I'mma let you breathe Too many tears that I would drown, so I'mma let you breathe Weezy (Baby) Oh okay, T-Peezy (Baby) Lil Weezy (Baby), T-Peezy (Baby) Weezy (Baby), Peezy (Baby) Yeeaaahh It's T-Wayne, man Breathe So I'mma let you breathe And I'mma let em breathe T-Wayne, he rap, he sangs Okay, Young Mula Baby Aus Songtexte Mania