Lyrics:
G-e-t-a-w-a-y
G-e-t-a-w-a-y
Don't have to fly across no seas tonight
Your packing all them things you know I like
Now we don't need no money
nas te jebane suki
Nim słońce wstanie jedziemy w Suzuki
Fotoradary robią nam zdjęcia po całej Warszawie
Mamy to w dupie
I na długich w las jedziemy
By³o ciemno, wiêc niewiele co widzia³am
I pamiêtam te¿ niewiele by³o ciemno, wiem
¿e z pochylon¹ g³ow¹ sta³am
Tak jak stoi siê w Koœciele
A wiêc
synth. w. spelmans gitar gesang.
to your family
Read up to benefit financially
So I got curious and I asked
What was a book that stood out on your great path
W. E. B. DuBois uttered out his
G a n g a r t z u s c h re i t e n , d i e s e n We g , d e n s o w e i t e n
A l l e G r e n z e n d u r ch b re ch e n h o r i z o n t ü b e r q u
R-E-V-E-N-G-E, Yee
R-E-V-E-N-G-E, Yee
R-E-V-E-N-G-E, Yee
R-E-V-E-N-G-E, Yee
I'm nodding off on my way to the Land of Nod
Cuz I lied to hide my
T.W.Ism for life
(Make 'em dance, make 'em dance)
It's gotta be T.W.ism for life
It's gotta be T.W.Ism for life
(G1, make 'em dance)
It's gotta be T.W
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a g,
I'm a CEO which means that I profit off of me (Yea!).
All white T's still rockin' my Nike Airs, fresh outta flight
W. Kimbrough/G. Owen
Goodnight moon, goodnight stars
Goodnight old broke down cars
I'm going away, I'm leaving soon
Goodnight darlin'
Goodnight moon
Mwen Renmen'w
(A Jean Hubert Valcourt / C: Guipson Pierre)
Dug G man m'pap ba'w manti
Fanm sa se nan lespri'm li abite
Pa gen yon moman nan jounen
Hangover In Hannover
Written by S. Christensen/G. Madden
Well, me and the boys after a gig in the town, decide to celebrate
Looked for a pub
Moja cierpliwość
Nie z kamienia jest
Moja cierpliwość
Także ma swój kres
Przepięknych słówek
Ma dość
Życie daje jej w kość
A w niej czai się złość
prysły
Chuj im w pyski numer niszczy wkręcam ich w G.K.F.I
Ej
Ej G.K.F.I
G.K.F.I
Ej G.K.F.I
Wkręcam się w najdroższy papier
G.K.F.I
Ej G.K.F.I
G.K.F.I
Ej
Klimat już wszedł obok mnie ziomek
Kolejny wdech znów hipochondria
Dopada mnie patrzy w me przekrwione oczy i chyba chce bym kurwa zdechł
Mam tu 05 g
Złote nuty spadają na Rynek
I dokoła muzyki jest w bród
Po królewsku gotuje Wierzynek
A kwiaciarki czekają na cud
Czasem we śnie pojawi się poseł
Shawty knows
When I gotta go
Fo sho
Let her call me rokco
When I be in it
It be different
Strings not attach but we feenin
I'ma D.A.W.G. on that
'on bò anmè li g'on bò dous
Ou pap janm kontan tout tan
Pa ka satisfè a sanpousan
Mande m m'a di w kijan
Kijan mwen fè konnen
Cho
Zenglen ki fè m wè rezon
the credits
(I'm goin' off) Like a hungry fat bitch yeah I said it
(I'm goin' off) Like a nigga built off revenge
(G-G-G-Go off I go off Spoonie Gee)
(I'm
on les rend pâle et on remballe
Négro, c'est qu'on t'a jam', qu'importe
PDF chargé j'm'informe, fuck Bush W. bien fort
OBS, clan d'G kainf gore
My name is be O W, this one goes out to everybody
All around the world, dog to dog, girl to girl, I need y'all
To help me spell my name, come on
be,
kòman pou'w sispann nan
M g'on clan dan griyen men ki kriyèl pase sousoupannan
E sousou pa nan baz mwen yap veye'l kill li
Yon real matador pap mete plak
[Chorus]
Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's
(Do you believe, believe, believe)
Do you believe? Do you believe?
Who do you
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