Текстове на песни:
S The Message

The angel gabriel from heaven came, His wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame; 'all hail', said he, "thou lowly maiden mary, Most highly favour

You better be home Yo, what's up? This is Mary I'm not home, leave a message, peace Yo Mary, it's Puff, pick up the phone nigga Hey yo Mary, it's Puff

m not in right now so please leave a jolly Christmas message after the music. (play jingle bells in phone sound) BEEP! B*Witched: Hi Santa, it's B*Witched

, Bella, Bella Bella's birthday cake was burning Bella's birthday cake was burning Bella's birthday cake was burning Bella's birthday cake was burning Bella's

all of you sing with us. that's why we're here. we heard you all on a couple of songs already. t Ly thing is, it's not nice to beat jimmy to the words

The angel Gabriel from Heaven came His wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame "All hail", said he, "Thou lowly maiden Mary" Most highly favored lady

without bail? Now you're up for sale, you're like a prostitute Another man's wife, on the la-la tip think about it again Cause it's the message, comin

(Traditional) The angel Gabriel from heaven came, His wings as drifted snow, his eyes as flame; 'All hail', said he, "thou lowly maiden Mary, Most highly

ain't trippin' It's just that when these fake-ass dj's And fake-ass mixtape dj's Go to makin' shit that I know real mixtape dj's get pissed off about