right You are the girl, you are the girl Oh, you give me a twirl You are the girl, you are the girl In my dreams Well, you are the girl, you are the girl
Übersetzung: The Cars. You Are The Girl.
half dead as it is [B.G.] T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers 9 millimeters, glock, pump Ride guns, all that start funk [Mannie Fresh] Look out you bitch, you
call me Lex Luger I pull up in a expedition they be like ah no,no,no he didn't Tattoes and fast cars, Do you know who we are? I'm Lil' Weezy puttin down
out of this struggle no scars It's hard real hard baby you just got to do What you got to do, do what you got to do [Jacki-O] My old girl gave me strength
got left - teardrops and closed caskets (throw it up fool, hey ni**a, haha) Tell me how you feel homey (Yeah, it took a week to go down) You recollects
f-cking with you, [Chorus: R. Kelly] Say say say girl, Come here, No, you no, you, her yeah, You go, The reason you didn't get picked Because you got
tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You
on you the sights are on me so what do you do, that's guaranteed hey little girl you break the laws you hustle, you deal, you steal from us all come
is on you The sights are on me So what do you do That's guaranteed Hey little girl, you broke the laws You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all Come
hundred for her body A nickel for her soul These are grim facts - every parent better know Grim facts - every parent better know Red lights Gang fights Brewing in the heat Cop cars
You still carry the shrapnel you're shell-shocked and dazed Dear Johnny have you lost your way Or like denim and leather are you faded and frayed Institute
So you met my little girl Miss Fortune And you know that I'm a very rich man I told you to preceed with caution If you wanna take my little girl's hand
you do girl But you can do girl Keep on doin ya thing, yeah And I don't care what you can shake But you can shake girl You have my head a spin, yeah And
BBQ Briskit Got more chunk than a fresh potato salad You thought you had your answer But your answer was invalid Your looking at me crazy cause you think
pass us by Be ready to get down in business (mmm hmmm) We pull up Open the door All the girls Scream there they are It's packed from wall to wall and
burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeways Midnite alleys roam Cops in cars,
us with her wack attack There was no fuss we knew her game you look good but all your songs are lame Bullying the jukebox because it's fun, you can't
