Lyrics:
hair, yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha
hair, yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha
St.Claire thugs
East nineteen ninety nine is where ya find me
Slangin' them motherfuckin' drugs.
Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun
(St.Claire, St.Claire) [Repeat: x4]
ask for more
Believe that
Romeo and Julie
Yin- Yang
He n I
Already calling
Me names
On our 1st date
Cutie pie, pookie
Muffin oh my gosh
Roaming
of St. James arrived
Mysteriously in the village of Padron (which we visited...lovely line of trees
Along the waterway leading to the place where
a nephew to the Laird
And I do distain men who are vain, the men with powdered hair.
I command the Nancy Schooner from the Moy on Lake St. Claire
The Night I Met St. Nick
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link
I was hiding hind the sofa
When he came down the chimney
Cuz I did not believe
He could
and quiet
I'll get thinking about summer in st. claire.
These days are getting shorter as October falls and with it come the coldest memories I own.
Longs, longs, longs, les trains du matin
À la gare St Lazare
Julie rêve déjà
Dans les couloirs
Blonde, blonde, blonde, une écharpe beige, 1m63
Longs, longs, longs, les trains du matin
À la gare St Lazare
Julie rêve déjà
Dans les couloirs
Blonde, blonde, blonde, une écharpe beige, 1m63
hair, oh yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha
Oakland nothin' better than some sloppy bed wetters
Makin' out while chewin' cheeto cheddar, such go-getters
But my ho from St. Louie by the name of Julie
at St. Catherine's
Yeah life happened
I saw the rest of my old friends
At our reunion at the Holiday Inn
And it seemed like it was only yesterday
Standing
The smell of dirty sea brine is floating by
And the sands of St. Petersburg are eroding my pride
My hometown is calling: it's time for me to go
Gonna hop in
It's an all out brawl between Minneapolis and St. Paul
This here ain't high school football
It's total war and the winner breaks all
Did
smoke
get paid good so we gonna blaze good
So come to The Land where all the thugs be real
Them St. Claire niggas they ain't no joke
so catch a slug
"THANKYOU" to my Mum and Dad
Jamie my Guardian from God, Julie and Jason
Declan, Dwight, Donald, Jon, OG
Mattie and JJ welbourne, St Pauls
sport-BH aan
Laat je niet kwellen door de wetten van de natuur die wij als mens zijnde hebben opgelegd
Ik ben dokter Bernard shoutout naar Bonnie St. Claire
La pointe claire du Lac St-Louis
Abrite une rumeur, un écho
On raconte encore aujourd'hui
L'étrange histoire de Madame Brault
De pensionnat en
作曲 : 404Boy/St.B
母带：6Jy
封面：Claire
St.B：
我还是独自一个人窝在窗台
为什么在需要的时候才会来
Why you treat me like a fool like a tool
还在期待什么难道会多点依赖
撕不开阴霾
求你能否给我个痛快
used
Town side of Public
"Benz don't?" Me disguised inna Sunny
Worl' Boss, white face, black buddy
"Wha' you use?" Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take
L'autobus du show-business vient d'arriver
De la graine de vedette que Julie fera pousser
Dans un shack à St-Adèle ben installé
La crème de nos
Que cherches-tu, la belle
Dans le pays des trappeurs?
Quel est ton nom, la belle?
"Mon nom est Julie Crève cœur"
Je parcours l'Amérique
Je
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