Перевод: Цветы Для Завтрак. Бонни и Клайд.
Перевод: Цветы Для Завтрак. Live From 'Saturday Night "Комптон.
Перевод: Цветы Для Завтрак. Бульвард.
poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would Sell his soul for
shelf She's the science of herself She's spazzing out on a cosmic level And she's meditating with the devil She's cooking salad for breakfast She's got
[Verse 1:] When the bass knock, the beat so hard Got the 808 drum to make your face knot Other rappers they chill, but we still flow I'll Got the shit
Verse one (chingy) Young rich and dangerous but not kris kross Me I was just a running boy til I made it the boss Got alot on my plate breakfast,lunch
Sex for breakfast, feels so right So hungry for you Taste me, and I'll taste you Sex for breakfast All done Sex for breakfast (feels so right)
Uhh Swiss beats (Uhh uhh) Nigga, ryde or die (uhh uhh uhh) DMX what what (uhh uhh uhh) [Chorus - DMX] Ain't no way you're gonna stop my flow Ain
Yo..] Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barking from the dogs, no smog And momma cooked a breakfast
up in the mornin gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barkin from the dogs, no smog And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog I got
isn't To be or not to be, shit I don't know my decision I don't know I made it for this long in this condition Cuz my flow so sick I shoulda died in the
half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for
' on about half a million With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I could see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin' Got no love for
every night and day And you're livin' proof that crime does pay Your life is dangerous and reckless You eat fly guys and girls for breakfast You're a
February 14, you say you want to see me I'm thinking chocolate and flowers We meet for breakfast, I'm feeling restless Been getting ready for hours And
summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime You fine as hell, I guess I met you for
she get all destiny child on me, she ride for me even though i got miles on me, she gon ride till the day they put flowers on me, thats my darling
