Lyrics:
a.
널 생각하면 지친 하루라도
내 마음이 따뜻해져 햇살 내리듯
눈 감고 상상을 해 너로 가득한 내 마음을
왠지 그냥 웃음이 나 좋아서
b.
커져가는 내 마음 들킬까 봐 두려워
정말 널 모르겠어 널 알고 싶어
숨기고 있던 맘 정말하고 싶은 말
내가 너를
i
Kecolongan
A.
Wayah sorean
Motoran
Ketemu deknen
Lha Boncengan
Karo gendakan
Lanangan
Gocekan tangan
Lha Bajingan.
B.
Tak kiro konco
Jebul mbalelo
M.F. sample}
Introducing Mayte (Hello darling, so where're we gonna go?)
Tony M., Kirky J. and Damon D.
(I wanna be loved 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's) {Love 2
say the blind lead the blind.
But in the ghetto you never know
When it's gon be yo time.
[Sons of Funk Mo B. Dick O'dell]
Sittin
B. blown-up in flames
C. polluted oceans
D. seas of disease
None of the above!
Boss Don’t Fire Me
MUSIC: R.Gonsalves, J. Belisario, A. Duhau, O. Martinez.
LYRICS: R.Gonsalves, A. Duhau.
I'm sorry I was late
But destiny came
Hör mal zu was ich kann ich fang' jetzt an
Durchgenudelt lobbesudelt wegen geilem Sprechgesang
Nimm das S. nimm das M. nimm das U. nimm das D. nimm
II Nariné Dellalian
Viola d ́crco Ventzislav Grigorov
Violoncelo Viktoria Chichkova
cI cLFcMc
(L. D. Rossi, T. Pires)
cMOR DE CETIM BRcNCO
(L. D.
Heyyooo
Rowland money
Call me nashy
Oluwanashy li
O. B. A noni
I fit enter yawa
For your matter o
Baba o
My love for you
Na one in million
Flew in from Miami Beach B. O. A. C.,
Didn't get to bed last night,
On the way the paper bag was on my knee,
Man, I had a dreadful flight,
Flew in from Miami Beach B. O. A. C.,
Didn't get to bed last night,
On the way the paper bag was on my knee,
Man, I had a dreadful flight,
I'm Professor with the spice (spice)
Yeahhh
Mix it up (mhhmmm)
Real slow (mhmm)
Eat it up (what)
Mid stroke (mhm)
O. C. Dick
Baby get diagnosed
A. D. D
the Holy Father
Boy I keep holy water for my homies daughter
I'll give her anything she wish like she Tim, I'm Wanda
But I'm Uncle B. so don't fuck wit me
On arrive avec nos bites et nos couteaux
C'est la B.S B.O
Ça se passe de l'autre côté de la rue
Celle-là c'est pour Sarko
Si le ghetto a des bras
On arrive avec nos bites et nos couteaux
C'est la B.S B.O
Ça se passe de l'autre côté de la rue
Celle-là c'est pour Sarko
Si le ghetto a des bras
the Foreland - C'mon scream and rage
We are the Foreland - And like our Facebook page as well
You learned the name in the end
This is the F. O. R. E. L. A.
D. A. S. S
Like a goddess Yes
Long ass weave. Down my back
Pocahontas
With the braids
Got it made
I'm the best
Blessed, Flexing with the
Diamonds On my
saying outside so I'm holdin' the tool
Defensive mechanism stop the abuse
K.I.A. that's what we gon do
K. I. L. L. E. D. I. N. A. C. T. I. O. N.
Portray
*. 눈부시게 아름다웠던 우리들의 추억까지도
다시 한번 느끼고 싶어 나를 감싸주는 꿈이 있다면
A. 얼만큼 달려온걸까 아무도 없는 이 곳에서
손을 내밀어 날 부르는 너의 그 미소가 그리워
B. 가끔은 너무 힘들어 이대로 끝이라 믿었어
Z. A. B. A. L. L. A
Acredite no seu sonho
Você é do tamanho do que pensa
A vida vai te bater
Muito mais forte que um soco de direita
Será que você
20 feet, hopping out the Jeep
Gold links swinging like B. A. From A-Team
Burned off the goop, my eyes reading to spray beams
Brodie left your man
a mess
Better give my girl my best, put my B.S under arrest
'Cause I love my lady
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
A. D. I. D. A. S
I’m getting chatter cheese like popa’s johns
Hook:
They don’t understand how I be coping
This is how I deal with my emotions
I smoke
doe
Rhymes too drastic, bastard, pull hookers like elastic
N. B. A. style, fantastic
No time to bite, but I just might, tonight I write left-handed
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