Bản dịch: The Jazz Butcher Conspiracy. Drink.
Can I play for you, baby Hey yo Woody, help me out, yeah Hey yo Jazz, you chill for a minute, ya know Yeah, you like that? Gonna sing a song for you,
busters don't know about it Well, let's tell these mother fuckers As a kid, I used to lay awake and think When was Santana gonna make a drink? But now
2) We can go...to London Bring your umbrella, it's probably rainin' No sunshine, but no complainin' 'cause we seein' the world (fly with me) Picadilly Square...to Camden Jazz
I came to introduce a new type of juice Stuff I invents to make you feel real loose No, you don't drink it, just let it sink it Then start feelin' it,
and famous as jay-z Truthfully I wanna rhyme like common sense Next best thing I do a record with common sense Cause its the music, its blues, its jazz
It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Phizzle, Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle Bun B, UGK sho nuff ladies and
throw yo hands up Everybody in the club, just dance for me Everybody to the floor, just dance for me Everybody to the bar, shawty drinks on me Shawty
drunk like And mami took it propa like Gotta new deal, cat truck with a new grill Its a reunion nigga, with Dru Hill And I still get my drink on, loud
wah, damn I cram to understand the plan ma'am I mean I've been hitting the books for a long time now Real long time now, look at the furrowed brow Drink
[Verse 1] You're trapped on the dance floor It's locked there's no escape There's no eat no drink cant take a break No seat to sit down you gotta stand
's stressin' me to fuck, like she was in a rush We fucked in his bed, quite dangerous I'm in his ass while he playin' 'gainst the Utah Jazz My 112, CD
[Chorus] California sunshine, in the summer time [4x] Last year, Jazze Phe got stuck up inside the grand lux, Most recent was 50 in Angola, that?s what
chair, and kick your feet on the table, Let down you hair, lean back in your seat if you're able, We've got the Jazz, for your speakeasy conversations
too, but smash that boo Cause that's a bootleg And it was hard to take my eyes off your legs Listen can I buy you a drink? Let your home girl hold your
and Jazz, some Rock n Roll can be cool. But I'm a Hip Hop baby. It's from the heart I never flip flop baby. Give me a drink and a song. And I'll
belong Mama say, mama say, mama say, mama say, what'cha say? And papa say, papa say, papa say, papa say This is where you belong Yeah aiyyo, we meet in front the jazz