Текст (слова) песни: Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Conversation With a Devil

Khan...

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party through L.A, now baby what you gotta say

[Verse 1]
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I party through L.A., now baby what you gotta say
I live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to Sade
You never see me workin, and yeah freak I like to play, OK?
You`re thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK?
Talkin` to another brother, givin` me the eye
Man I can`t believe those thighs, shit
I can see the freak in your eyes, shit
And if I get you in my coils, I`ma strike for oil
And let me tell you baby girl I`m spoiled
My favorite colour`s blue, I`m like the number two
Meanin` that I like to have my cake `n eat it too
She said, "Do you want a drink Nicky baby?" -"Yeah"
"You want me to get it for you baby?"

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up
I`m only in town for one day, what up
Aretha Franklin tapes I like to play, what up
I can see you like the Tanqueray

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fast
I`m lookin` like MC Shan, flash
Baby is at least a six footer, ass
We can get together in the middle of the night
Hop into my ride, take flight, that`s right
You`re rollin` with a pisces, buckle up tight
Slick Rick talkin` like, "da da da..."
Straight chicken hawkin` like, "da da da..."
Caught up in my game like, "da da da..."

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I`m over
Baby had hips like boulders, I`m over
Feelin` kinda tipsy man but I ain`t really trippin`
Talkin` bout the next expedition
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up)

[Verse 2]
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
I hit the crap table with a four and a tre
I party through L.A., this what I gotta say;
You`re mines
Girl what`s your zodiac sign?
You`re mines
All up in my eyes, you a dime
You`re mines
And I`ma keep on spittin` baby only if you`re listenin`
Standin` in the gangsta position
Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up
We can keep talkin` in the cuts, what up
Damn girl ya got a big butt

Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fo` real
Baby wearin` jeans `n high heels, fo` real
They bumpin` Big Daddy Kane like, "da da da..."
And plus rhyme pays like, "da da da..."
And I really ain`t ashamed like, "da da da..."

My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre
The plan is to talk to ya girl until you understand
The plan, we can talk about your (?) cuz I really don`t dance
Standin` in my playboy stance
I look you in the eye, you`re rubbin` on my hands
I know you got a man, ya actin` so bold
That`s why the game might be feelin` so cold
I say you got control, I put you in the hole
I tell you in your ear, "Do you wanna roll?"
I hear her say "yes"
You`re rollin` with the fresh, today
My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, OK?
(OK?)

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Conversation With a Devil:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12194.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Conversation With a Devil Khan... My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre I party through L.A, now baby what you gotta say [Verse 1] My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre I party through L.A., now baby what you gotta say I live and lay like Sugar Ray, I listen to Sade You never see me workin, and yeah freak I like to play, OK? You`re thicker than a can of peanut butter, OK? Talkin` to another brother, givin` me the eye Man I can`t believe those thighs, shit I can see the freak in your eyes, shit And if I get you in my coils, I`ma strike for oil And let me tell you baby girl I`m spoiled My favorite colour`s blue, I`m like the number two Meanin` that I like to have my cake `n eat it too She said, "Do you want a drink Nicky baby?" -"Yeah" "You want me to get it for you baby?" Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up I`m only in town for one day, what up Aretha Franklin tapes I like to play, what up I can see you like the Tanqueray Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fast I`m lookin` like MC Shan, flash Baby is at least a six footer, ass We can get together in the middle of the night Hop into my ride, take flight, that`s right You`re rollin` with a pisces, buckle up tight Slick Rick talkin` like, "da da da..." Straight chicken hawkin` like, "da da da..." Caught up in my game like, "da da da..." My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, I`m over Baby had hips like boulders, I`m over Feelin` kinda tipsy man but I ain`t really trippin` Talkin` bout the next expedition Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre (what up) [Verse 2] My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre I hit the crap table with a four and a tre I party through L.A., this what I gotta say; You`re mines Girl what`s your zodiac sign? You`re mines All up in my eyes, you a dime You`re mines And I`ma keep on spittin` baby only if you`re listenin` Standin` in the gangsta position Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, what up We can keep talkin` in the cuts, what up Damn girl ya got a big butt Shit- My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, fo` real Baby wearin` jeans `n high heels, fo` real They bumpin` Big Daddy Kane like, "da da da..." And plus rhyme pays like, "da da da..." And I really ain`t ashamed like, "da da da..." My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre The plan is to talk to ya girl until you understand The plan, we can talk about your (?) cuz I really don`t dance Standin` in my playboy stance I look you in the eye, you`re rubbin` on my hands I know you got a man, ya actin` so bold That`s why the game might be feelin` so cold I say you got control, I put you in the hole I tell you in your ear, "Do you wanna roll?" I hear her say "yes" You`re rollin` with the fresh, today My name is Nicky, but you can call me Dre, OK? (OK?) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Conversation With a Devil: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12194.html Все тексты песен: Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Train With No Love » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Ghost of Fillmoe » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - The Ave » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Even Pimps Get Broken Hearts » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - God Gimme G`s » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Killa Whale » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Smoke Dope And Rap » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Birds With No Wings » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - The Stress Factor » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - All Star Chuck Taylors » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Saw a Gangsta Cry » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Awake Like an Owl » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Rose » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Powda 4 The Hoes » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Cocaine Raps Vol. 1 » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - My Rap World » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Conversation With a Devil » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Fist Full of Dollars `Green Eyes` » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Nickatina Says » Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) - Bobby Shaw Is My Tiga Рекомендуем скачать: » Цыганова Вика - Балалайка-зараза » Цыганова Вика - Русская водка » Цыганова Вика - Яблони в цвету » Цветомузыка - Три аккорда (Как Земфира) » Цветомузыка - Слишком громко играет музыка » Цыганова Вика - Золото » Цыганова Вика - Гроздья рябины » Цыганова Вика - Вор » Центр, Василий Шумов - Межгалактический воин » Цыганова Вика - Любовь и смерть » Цыганова Вика - Свечи » Центр, Василий Шумов - Это самое » Цыганова Вика - Мама-Россия » Цыганова Вика - Анапа » Центр, Василий Шумов - Горизонтальные люди » Центр, Василий Шумов - Я все умею » Цыганова Вика - Не плачь, душа » Цыганова Вика - Холода » Цыганова Вика - Злая осень » Цыганова Вика - Родимый край
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»