take up findin' a Queen In a dime magazine She's Peggy the Pin-Up Girl! Peggy pinned-up from the toes up Makes a fella turn his nose up When he sees
Перевод: Агенты Доброй Корни. Pin Up Girl.
re in and out of my head In and out of my head It's all a game, you come, you go (Venus) I don't wanna be your pin up girl (a-ha) Not anymore You're
she shot me, Bang, bang… she shot me. (x3) She shot me, she shot me, Bang, bang. (Get out the way, yo) (Verse 1) Ahh… there she goes again, The girl
That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all
to feel like a cover girl All the while a junk food junkie Caught up in how people saw me Thought I was the centre of gravity Tryin’ to pin the blame
I'll take ya lady Ain't nobody gettin it like me (I'mma balla fa real) [Verse 2:] G.I.B. we keep it crackin ask M & Rich (wats up) The girls on us, so
face, asking questions, and can they ride in my car I'm law, so authorities can't pin me for shit Hey baby, see me and you, we can pack it up and split
But life situate pin is world, Huh, Karma’s the bitch… I know you’ve give it up, Don’t like to sweep the truth You make me come a raid up ‘cause I
[VERSE 1:] I'm a wind up toy In an up-down world If you leave me all alone I'll make a mess for sure I've a heart of gold In the smallest size
scissor-leg on the mat with my foot up. Young black pin-up, all of my bitches did up, now I'm tellin LA Reid to step his bid up. And I'm tellin President
Early mornin' wake up Gently with the Caress on your hand And that Kimono that I bought you on my trip to Japan Sunshine peekin through the venitian blinds
Verse 1: WillSmith Early mornin' wake up Gently with the Caress on your hand And that Kimono that I bought you on my trip to Japan Sunshine peekin through
got to fuck with him still dressin like grown men with rollexas in the dark smokin Newports you have a place in my heart Savannah girl stay smart locked you up in the pin
body she let me crash She knew her lovin' was def She didn't waste time to ask Word Up the next mornin' feelin good as hell Sleepin' with a girlie
body she let me crash She knew her lovin' was def She didn't waste time to ask Word Up the next mornin' feelin good as hell Sleepin' with a girlie sure
, she shot me She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang (Get out the way, yo) There she goes again, the girl
