you're a winner, Didn't even take ya twelve rounds to do it You got the title now, I'ma tell the whole world To give it up for my girl Round three
Lulu's in the back room Screaming in her cell I'd like to switch her off But I don't feel so well You could move closer I think you have a pleasant smell
He is down on bended knee And that's all very well Like to live with you someday I think that would be swell I love the way you kicked my face in Then
Red is calling in the dead of night I can hardly wait Head is spinning I just don't feel right Something that I ate Saw you falling fell from so high
Singing sprightly, living brightly God we do it oh, so well Come and join the party with me Come and live in pleasant hell And how high they rise Where
My sweet honey bee, you are the one for me, no No matter what your mother says If I could be most anything, I'd be the one that makes you sing With all
Dawn breaks twice and I breathe awhile If I could speak, I would make you smile And you'd be free watching over, over me But it's always in my head All
Перевод: Secada, Джон. 12 раундов.
: Kaos] Oh yes mami, come over here and Lay your head on daddy chest mami And plus ill put them hickies down on Yo necks mami, we could be goin 12 rounds
Put a ribbon round my neck and call me a libertine I will sing you songs of dreams I used to dream I will sail away on seas of silver and gold Until I
up Now him buy Benz him nuh remember him frenz (but) The other day him get rob pon di block Broad daylight like round 12 o'clock Him come pon di corner
between me and you We were just doing things young people in love do Parents trying to find out what we were up to Saying why were you creeping round
m talkin' like well over a year, you were studyin' medicine then, but you quit that now, to do music, how the hell did you manage to flip that round?
I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas Car behind me on my ass, speed pass Turn the
whips and the bike nigga [Chorus - T-Pain - 2X] [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Started wit' some hubbers 12 years old Maan I swear to God I was 12 years old
Cause the streets don't sleep, If the streets get hungry, Then the streets gon eat, That's why I keep some heat, And a couple of rounds, Nigga call up
