Mario Winans This another one of 'em bad boy classics its your boy Mario Winans and ma man Timati Chorus: Girl I wanna get to know you better Maybe
I'm not a girl, but not a boy I'm plastic dream, I'm bubble toy And even I, will never die Forever young, forever number one Here I am My life belongs
Stop! The first one to hit the cop wins His death was so obvious Make up the things that you did I hid in the bushes, I was tripping on thizz Description
Verse1: Whichever times I encountered In search of love That love that I dreamed And nobody alleviated me That where the heart leads There a reson
up on you for All the times you've sat and stayed with me, Tried and make me better So now I'll try to let you know that This is the English way to make
I don't know where to find you I don't know how to reach you I hear your voice in the wind I feel you under my skin Within my heart and my soul I
(feat. Frankie J & Ken-y) [INTRO:] Pequeno Juan Frankie j Ken y mamita why we gotta keep going through this [FRANKIE J:] Just yesterday you said
Always stays the same, nothing ever changes, English summer rain seems to last for ages. Always stays the same, nothing ever changes, English summer rain
Our buildings have fallen, our walls all caved in, And we can't comprehend this sad state that we're in So we sift through the ashes of what we've become
You’re a good soldier Choosing your battles Pick yourself up And dust yourself off Get back in the saddle You’re on the front line Everyone’s watching
Liberty, levy and lie Welcome back Yakko's now at the L's as he tries to sing All the words in the English language A slight mistake at the F's Here'
Getadelt wird wer schmerzen kennt Vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt Ich werf ein Licht In mein Gesicht Ein heisser Schrei Feuer frei!
Aus der Bohne und in das licht Ein wesen mich zu gehen drangt Fur die selbe sache und das alte leid Meine Tranen mit gelachter fangt Und auf der matte
or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when To be English is not to be baneful To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful Racist or partial Irish blood, English
One day, one night, one moment My dreams could be tomorrow One step, one fall, one falter
No matter where I roam I will return to my English rose For no bonds can ever tempt me from she I've sailed the seven seas Flown the whole blue sky But
Alright, mate So you wanna be a gangster Tell me just one thing What you know about bein? a hard man? Your mum buys your bling Your pockets gettin?
I remember how it used to be When you said you were in love with me Now I'm all alone, sitting by the phone There's that memory, hanging over me Oh, you
