Перевод: B-Legit. Мер Losse D'т дом в KÃ ¶ LLE.
nigga you sexy as fuck And you gotta lot of rocks on your arm (rocks on your arm) Before she suck on da dick She drizzes on da dom perrion (dom perrion
He knew that she would leave the light on for him Suppose that it was possible that she forgot this night Only the crescent moon dragged its way across
Everybody seems to know when he's around He lifts me up and fades without a sound Mr. Sun won't you shine? Mr. Sun won't you shine? Why he's here I will
broads comin out Got 'em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking I thought dudes remark was rude okay So I moved on to Dom
, got a slum army to hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry and I'll be somewhere under palm trees calmly listen to R&B when we get the call he
gon' actually learn But not now cause, girl, I got tracks to burn I stay on my J-O-B Nigga, me, P. Diddy, B. R-O-B [P. Diddy] The fam baby, Bad Boy
the stages like a stereo sun Oh, us, ey, it's like a stereo sun It's the way of the love, sister at's go Stage, us, ey, it's like a stereo sun (Katy B
You wonda why they call u bitch You wonda why they call u bitch You wonda why they call u bitch You wonda why they call u bitch You wonda why they call
You got what most dames want, oh, oh But it ain't what I came to see, aha, I know You don't know bout my game zone, oh, oh Time to show this boy a harder
I'm so sorry I know exactly what you mean Tired of being devilish Sick of being wicked Habitual and untrue Another starting over Although it is the
You can cry yourself a river Pretend you're gonna miss her Tell her that you love her And wrap yourself around her Little bitty finger Your heart's pulled
Oh hey baby, there's something wrong You've burnt away, you wear the sun Maybe I slept too long And missed the game and now you're gone You wear the sun
Artificial girlfriend You're like an accident I'm not wearing underwear Stepped in this a thousand times Should no better but I don't care You're like
Big black man looking ominous, Pale white boy getting off the bus, Time and place for a gun or drug; These two run together - and hug! "I missed you,
This house goes on sale every Wednesday morning And taken off the market in the afternoon You can buy a piece of it if you want to It's been good to me
Oh, they call you Gigolette They say that you're the Devil's pet They say beware for you destroy The heart and soul of every boy They say that your lips
Cold wind plucks the string of sorrow in a deep and silent forest There's no one to caress the wound of a dying goddess Imprisoned in ancient stones
