me You're fed up with all my bad habits You're sick of me To your lies you've become so desensitized Sick of me Lost regrets and you say that your mad at me Sick
me You're fed up with all my bad habits, you're sick of me To your lies you've become so desensitized sick of me Lost regrets and you say that your mad at me sick
Перевод: Зеленый день. Sick Of Me.
hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you Cause when I was low you was there for me And never left me alone because you cared for me And I could
am sick G Peeew, hot, heat seeking missiles be tryna sick me Wish he, would try to throw it my way and piss me Off, here's a thought, I make your history
Before you sell your soul better do the math I start to scream shit like "May day, may day" Cos motherfuckers think it's all grav-ay wit my pay day And
(feat. Drake) Welcome to the Future, Blue Print 3 Ay count me in Find me a nice soft place to land I'm so high Find me a place to land, Yeah right there
Down Like Prince In Town Boy I Shits A Pound Of That Purple Rain On The Marvin's Day You Wit Me Now? Too High You Can't Set Me Down [Daz:] We Got That
be afraid. Lord, for you are with me. The shepherds ride and stare protect me. You prepeared backwards for me so all my enemies can see me. You welcome me
(You couldn't handle it) [Verse 3: G. Dep] (P.Diddy) Yo! At the end of the day what a playa 'gon do? (Badboy) You got love for me, It's how supposed
Leader of the Methadones and the Mopes, too. Wears a Green Day hat; he don't watch the news. He's rough; he's tough; he's fun to have around. He ain't
bitch rolls with me and so sickley in love with me but she give me felisha ohh hickies would go get me and it would be hours she would give me slow quckies
Canada) uh, yea from the land of the lost Trans-Canada crossed patriotic and a honor with a hand on my heart from the Greatest of Lakes to the greenest of greens
handle it (You couldn't handle it) [Verse 3: G. Dep (P.Diddy)] Yo! At the end of the day what a playa 'gon do? (Badboy) You got love for me, It's how
