this was going so well But I don't know what I did All I really can tell, is I've been hit I've been hit I've been hit Well there's only so much drama
the day after Wednesday Firdays I go out, at least something hit, who's calling this a hit, well I deserve a hit, calling this a hit, I don't deserve
Беру mike, настраиваю звук Это с Урала АК разогревает сук, дело прошлого, тут не место не доношенным, АК ебошит как двигатель япошек, Как самосад хороший
«Hit The Road, Jack» Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
one day you said goodbye, babe I gave you one more chance so please tell me babe Are you gonna hit my heart? Are you gonna leave me once again? Babe don't you hit
the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who shot me, But, your punks didn't finish Now, you 'bout to feel the wrath of a menace Nigga, I hit 'em up [Interlude
lay down and close my eyes and pretend that I am dead I need some help to float away would you please hit my damn head I need some help to float away would you please hit my damn head Hit
Totally still My eyes wide open I’m in rapture I don’t believe this I’m in love again! This wasn’t Supposed to happen, I’ve been hit With your charm
that that, that that Boom boom boom (Gotta get that) [x4] Boom boom boom (Yeah) [x2] Boom boom boom [x2] [Will.i.am] Yo I got the hit that beat
boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Beat boy beat boy hit that perfect beat boy Hit that perfect hit that perfect
I hit ’em high, hit ’em high, hit ’em high And you hit ’em low, hit ’em low, hit ’em low If I hit ’em high, hit ’em high, hit ’em high And you hit ’em
ghost we gonna haunt Hit you with the heat is that what you really want? What you really want is that what you really want? We hit you with the heat
I tried to talk to him Hit 'em up, Hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em but I hit 'em up (*Gun shot*) I tried
found [Hook (B.G.)] We done hit you up, lit you up, twist you up (Ooohh!) We done chopped you up, popped you up, boxed you up (Ooohh!) We done hit you
waiting until the upper hand is mine [Chorus] (One minute you're on top) The next you're not watch it drop (Making your heart stop) Just before you hit
metal madness When our fans start screaming it's right, well alright When we start to rock we never Want to stop again Hit the lights Hit the lights Hit
till I die. There's no brakes on me, as I come around the track. There's no gauge to read, peg the needle as I hit the black. I'm going down...
Queens Of The Stone Age » Feel Good Hit of The Summer - текст песни Feel Good Hit of The Summer Nicotine, Valium, Vicaden, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol
