talk about it? Don't just leave What about faithful? What about, what about faithful And all those things you promised me? What about the children? What about, what about
Перевод: Искриться. Что О.
Перевод: Искриться. А как же верным.
about it Don't just leave [1] What about faithful (What about, what about faithful) And all those things you promised me What about the children (What about, what
losing my mind I should be at the table round A servant of the crown The keeper of the sign To sparkle and to shine Never, no never again! Listen to me and believe what
[Busta Rhymes] "We just sparkle now" "Yeah, We just sparkle now" "We just gon' sparkle now" "All niggas, yeah, we gon' sparkle now" "Yeah, we gon
the look in your eyes, Something 'bout your beautiful face, In a sea of people, There was only you, I never knew what this song was about, But suddenly
't let go 'Cause i can't help myself, you know It's okay, all right, all good, all right I know what i got, i know that it's hot And you're what i want
rockin Check my options, damn you sparkle But still look flawless, everybody pause and there's so many girls but it's you {...this line I'm not sure about
I be with my dog like Shaggy And we stay clean but we get dirty like Harry Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals, and canaries Fuck we, I'm all about my oui
watch your head fall off... fall off You think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what) I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what
point your ugly finger at me Then you turn to your friends and you laugh, Hey, what can that be? Well it's none of your business what I'm all about Why
That faith again Our light in the darkness Is too small to see There's always a sparkle of hope If you just believe He told the tale so many times About
off like a South African beauty Get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey If its not what's on your head, it's what's
on the eighth day, he made the DVX Gentlemen, gentlemen what is all the hub-ub about? Carlos Santana? That's right I see you Bitches is enjoying my sparkling
the metal Wreck the booth up, I'm too tough that inner city grammer Step your jewels up, they bruised up, I'll sparkle for the camera Harsh reality's what
metal wreck the booth up, I'm too tough that inner city grammer step your jewels up, they bruised up I'll sparkle for the camera harsh reality 's what
part, baby of mine Little one, when you play Pay no heed what they say Let your eyes sparkle and shine Never a tear, baby of mine If they knew all about
