Утро вторник лето сегодня праздник А я дома шлю приветы В окна волны света по ним плыву я Да предела нету все потому что Я и утро вторник лето праздник
По телеку идёт прогноз погоды, Диктор всех поздравил с Новым годом, А ты мне бухнуть не даёшь нифига. У нас в отношениях сплошная пурга. По телеку
Monday, Tuesday Day after day life slips away Monday it's just another morning Tuesday I only feel like living Dancing along with every songs Moi je
I was looking lost It was cold outside The whiskey rocks How you caught my eye My red lips painted Just got them black I needed something To bring me
I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks, how you caught my eye My red lips painted just up in black I needed something to bring me back
Up and down, all night long Skippin' it down Skippin' it down Up and down, all night long Skippin' it down I'm a forty Ten O three on a Tuesday morning
She would never say where she came from Yesterday don't matter if it's gone While the sun is bright or in the darkest night No one knows, she comes and
I get busy, I get busy, smelling good you know it's easy ... on smoking that shit chinky I got a Rolex on my pinky b*tch you know what time is it Shining
Check it out, check it out, check it out, Got my man yellow .. in the house Set it off quick .. anywhere I'm in the house ..four bags you can get in this
[i think this is in gm] Living on silence Living by the book You get it to a science Of living on one good look So put out all the fires And blow away
Tuesday heartbreak seem to be unfair 'Cause you say that you found another man Tuesday break heart, guess you just don't care 'Cause you found you another
(It's Royce 5'9") Yeah, you scared, ain't you? Relax, it's just music (It's Royce 5'9") The elite, jive 5'9" Royce 5'9", cha cha Cut throat, really nix
i'm talking about one night, 82, static, selecta, like... i'll take back to one night like static, selecta, come on, man! hey, hey, hey! nigger free style
She was born in November 1963 the day I was Huxley died And her mama believed me that every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high and her
Just when I thought I was strong Another weak day comes along And all my righteousness goes wrong But I was doing so well My dreams to be a Godly man
A train roll on, on down the line Won't you please take me far away? Now feel the wind blowing outside my door Means I, I'm leaving my woman behind Lordy
