What's behind, Your black door? I wanna know, I wanna know, yeah, May take a week, honey, It may take more, I wanna know, I wanna know, Ooh~ooh~ooh~ooh
Перевод: Black Keys. Black Door.
this Murdered nobody Left em all baseball'd down, brotha Three wicked ass 6's, Gucci colors [Busta Rhymes] MONEY! Drop dead on the floor Nigga, pass the keys to the door
fill me in) I was checking this girl next door When her parents went out She phoned said hey boy, come on right around So I knock at the door You was
of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrims door With insufficient schemes. The black
anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are. (wherever you are) 2x (I will always be your keys when we are lost in the technicolor phase) The black
f/ Black Rob, G. Dep [Black Rob] (P. Diddy) Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR I had this
f/ Black Rob, G. Dep, Missy Elliott, Snoop Dogg [Black Rob] (P. Diddy) Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) The tootsie roll (We still here, keep it
hoe what what what You scared hoe what what what You scared hoe what what what Kickin in the door I make them bitches hit the floor for keys (rpt 2x) [
kill Everytime the ladies pass, they be like (Hi Will) Can y'all feel me, all ages and races Real sweet faces Every different nation, Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican Black
thinkin' about you tonight I'm bein' honest, this is shawty, I don't want you no more So leave the keys to the Benz 'fore you hit the front door 'Cause
Black Rob] I had this bad bitch uptown, she was whoa! (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up daisies (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Had some big nigga with keys
[Black Rob] (P. Diddy) Y'all ain't ready (The saga continues) Tootsie rolls (We still here) Yo, PD, Bad Boy, Alumni, BR I had this bad bitch uptown,
track But yo Mitch got rushed by the feds last week They snatched by the trunk Of his white Cornice Took a look inside And what did they see Two keys
hot You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian
[Verse 1 - Fat Joe] Ay , yo It took 8 Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now Big money talkin', Mayweather
I didn't even know dat bitches exist Quarter milli for the muthafucka No insurance on a muthafucka Ain't life a bitch but you gotta keep her wet Keys open doors
, thank you, thank you, please hold your applause 'Fore I just apply logic keys, keys open doors Now I'm balcony, opera, black tux, binoculars, black
