Its one in the morning but I can not sleep. Im thinking about you. If you were here I know youd make that face. So Ill sing this little song for you
It?s one in the morning but I cannot sleep I?m thinking about you If you were here I know you?d make that face The one that makes me laugh Which one is
Перевод: Slick Shoes. 1 утра.
It's one in the morning but I can not sleep. I'm thinking about you. If you were here I know you'd make that face. The one that makes me laugh. Which
Binded hands and a restrained mouth. Will I ever get out of this prison that I call my room? And now I'm carried by my dreams. As foolish as it seems
Me, me, myself, and I. I guess I'm scared you lied to me again. I guess foolish as I am. I have a weakness for you 'cause once you cared for me. We all
See me, I play all your games better than you do. I see it as nothing new. What would you do? I plan my life alone. Stumble through the unknown. I took
Now I have always wondered. How can I stand upon your shoulders, look around and around and round and not see a thing? It always seemed confusing. Your
'm the - Boy Boy I come through in that toy on them alloys boy Mami like boy, I move so quik I'm the good dick boy, so slick.. .. boys so click wit' my
(feat. Jim Jones) [Verse 1: Trey Songz] Maybe Its The Dude, Maybe Its The Cool Maybe Its My Shoes, Call Em 22's Baby Its Ya Phase, Baby Its Ya Face,
verse 1 u think that your so slick I got sumthin for u hold that thought ur old news older than my old shoes since u like to play games grow up act ur
bill and drill a dick in any Tom and Harry with a 24 inch shoe but come and explore this dude analyze my swing it's Slick Rick E. Bobby baby gotta let
abuse, These fit like sneakers, Feel like sneakers, Look like sneakers, But they [? ] call them shoes, Got my click in the club, Poppin' bottles or the sloots[? ], It's slick
abuse, These fit like sneakers, Feel like sneakers, Look like sneakers, But they (?) call them shoes, Got my click in the club, Poppin' bottles or the sloots(?), It's slick
1, 2, yes The Roots layin' back, relaxin' Coolin' out with my man, Malik B, we call him Slax in Ya know what I'm sayin'? We in effect Mo' like Al B, sure
niggaz thrive And lame motherfuckers can barely survive [Verse 1] One morning I woke up next to a thick bitch Took a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Slick
you're fucked Ah - press your luck I said once upon a time in the ghetto You're through Once upon a time in the ghetto It's like you Check it out (verse 1
walked right up to the door. Went inside looking slick as snot with his smile so suave that the women all dropped. Bag in hand with his hammer inside it. Shoes
