Lyrics:
but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road
the show, c'mon!
Let's go
Say one, two, three, four
Say oh! Clap your hands
Uh, let's start the show
C'mon, c'mon
Say one, two, three, four
you want me to
You, I would die for you
Two, three, four you
I would die for you
I would die for you
You, I would die for you
You, I would
One, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one
Ooh, five, four, three
we gon' do
Two plus two, I'm gonna undress you
Then we're gonna go three and three
You gon' undress me
Then we're gon' go four and four
We gon'
Dope
Everybody please put a thumb in the air (hey, hey)
One, two, three, four
Some crazy-ass kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Well I left planet earth one fine spring day
Ran a red light
to see
They're part of Heaven right here on earth at Four-O-Thirty-Three
At all hours of the day, you can see many people drive by
For a look
1.2.3.4. 1.2.3.4.
1.2.3.4. 1.2.3. GO!!
1.2.3.4. 1.2.3.4.
1.2.3.4. 1.2.3. GO!!
サヨナラ最悪な日々
サヨナラ最悪な日々
サヨナラ最悪な日々
サヨナラ最悪な日々
あぁもうそろそろいーだろ
止まった時計が動き出した
To perish out here in the cold
Chorus:
I'm old I'm helpless and feeble
And the days of my youth have gone by
And it's over the hill to the poor house
I
One, two, three, four
Ooh-ee-ooh, ah
Ooh-ee-ooh
So sweet, I give you kisses in the backseat
I whisper secrets in the backbeat
You make me cry,
Oh yeah
I resign from the notion
Cuz yours was the potion
That I'm supposed 2 die 4
I resign
In self-pity so dark
This shitty and stark
Yeah that's right
Orange
Yeah that's right
Orange
One
Orange (just fantasize)
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Orange
We're lying by the orange sky
Two million miles across the land
Scattered to the highest high
Expect they'll either laugh or cry
No sex, no
One, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
Five, six, pick up sticks
Seven, eight, lay them straight
Nine, ten, begin again
Okay
(One, two, three, four!)
(Hey!)
(Hey!)
(Hey!)
Alright man
It's time for you to move
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Zero
Zero
Nine
Nine
Zero
Nine
Eight
Zero
Zero
Zero
Nine
Zero
Three
Four
Five
One, two, three, four
Five, six, seven, eight
At the first, a crimson mist
At the second, sleeplessness
At the third, a broken tryst
eyes
So much passion burns inside
But if you need some coaxing
I will do it
Step by step there's nothing to it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love
born, born
Born in Bethlehem.
Children, go where I send thee
How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee two by two
Two for Paul and Silas
One for
at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes up
One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots
All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop, hit
tone)
Three percent, purple tint, Cuban four choke
When I couldn't catch my check, I went and sold dope (sold dope)
Make it go and swipe, swipe, doin'
I only called her one time, maybe it was two times
Don't think it was three times, can't be more than four times
Think we need to rewind, you text
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