Pero tú estás grande, estás madura Pasan los años y te pones más dura Mientras me torturas, yeah Baby cómo te curas, yeah eh Baby cómo te curas, yeah Yeh yeh yeh Me paso todo el día pensando en ti Y es que tu recuerdo no me deja vivir Y cuando cae la

Yeah he's the packet man Excuse me trooper, will you be needing any packets Today? Yo, be , don't be throwin' on my jacket, ok? Cool, just trying to get your attention So you can take a look at this invention Now peep these, I got some more in my jacket

Closer to the heart Closer to the heart Well closer to the heart, yeah And the men who hold high places Must be the ones who start To mold a new reality The blacksmith and the artist Reflect it in their art They forge their creativity

J'ai dit comportement bah ouais Comportement bah ouais J'suis dans mon comportement bah ouais Les mecs ont bombé le torse ah ouais Les poches remplies d'oseille ah ouais J'ai calé, calé l'affaire Laissez, laissez-moi faire Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Now I'm living in a dream (Ah-ah) And I don't think I'm ever going to wake up (Ah-ah) Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah No more time to get to know you Should have tried to get to know you Momma, it's a jailbreak Momma, it's a jailbreak, it's a, it's a jailbreak

I'm grindin' for all my shit Nigga I'm grindin' for all my shit Grindin' for all my shit Yeah, I'm grindin' for all my shit I put time into all this shit I'm fucking every night up in my new house Grindin', grindin' 'Cause bitch I worked too hard for

Much too high Much too high You're one in a million You're one in a million babe You're a shooting star Maybe some day we'll see you Before you make us cry You know we tried to reach you Yeah that's what you are

Bet I shake it up She gon' make it up I go for the more and you go for the less (yeah) Ooh, bet I shake it up Bet I shake it up (double up) YSL jacket and she got the dress (skrt, sauce) I just talked to God and He said that I'm blessed (thank you,

Def jam yeah! (come on) Ruff ryders yeah! (come on) Bloodline, we bout to blow (what!) Ruff ryders, we bout to blow (what!) Vacant lot, we bout to blow (what!) Man, bitch-ass niggas just don't know I'm just gonna stick to the script 'cause you know how

I got what you want, I got what you need Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Bringing out the fire inside of me Bringing out the diva that lives in me Baby I got what you, baby I got what you want Give you what you want, I'm a certified