stars in your eyes set my soul on fire Your voice is like an angels above me The touch of your hand drives me insane But baby, I wants to be loved I'
Перевод: Rolling Stones. Я хочу быть твоим мужчиной.
be life, we're living Cause I don't wanna live no more I don't wanna live no morrre This can't be life, we're living Cause I don't wanna live no more
Shawty I'm so superb, I say the right things, don't I speak the dopest words? [Chorus] So bad, I'm so good (man I'm so bad) I guarantee I'll be the greatest
are thinkin I'm playin Thinkin I'm sayin the shit cause I'm thinkin it just to be sayin it (AHHH!) Put your hands down bitch, I ain't gon' shoot you I
't because I be high (I be high, I be high) And if you heard I done let off a clip It ain't because I be high (I be high, I be high) But I- twist that
we do great study on fossils and stones like archeologists Gem-ologists, collect the most priceless ices anonymous Canary stones yellow like a pumpkin Dunkin Donut precious size stones make me wanna
I swear to you motherfuckas I got my gun right here, I ain't scared of you motherfuckas I'm a hustler, plus a check cutter I stretch butter, in ?? X,
your roll - c'mon gotta slow down Slow your roll - think you gotta slow down. Chester Bennington: This can't be life, we're living Cause I don't wanna
rolling stone But I wanna be the cover of a rolling stone Only I know that I can do it alone Only I know that I can do it alone. Papa was a rolling stone
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 to talk to him, I tried to talk to him [
dirty Nigga, be ready to roll, I know you heard me Nigga, it's on, so don't trip, I'm down I got soul dough shawty and I'm ready to clown Bless the nigga
bust But when I came out, I left 'em all in the dust Look at your sound scam, original brown man Makin' million everytime I drop a jam [Ice-T] Nigga
"I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man The pole man, the shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil
in Surrey, way down in the deep south They got guys with long hair down their back singin' "I wanna be your lover baby, I wanna be your man yeah", and
and roll And I'm a gaddang rollin' stone I don't beg I can hold my own I don't break I can hold the chrome And this weighin' a ton and I'm a son of a
here we go, got a gun, should I buck 'em on down Or should I kill 'em when I put the instrumental on? Why they wanna sound like Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy Wish and flesh? I
Nigga talking about holler at your boy Holler at your niggas see I got what you need If I ain't got it I'm going get it See I ain't hard to find, you