re blue eyes were white lies I thought you were mine for the taking But you punch my lights out Now you're free to be The lonely life of the party Go
Übersetzung: Eine Rakete zum Mond. Life of the Party.
here [Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] Never discuss cheese around a mouse Nah I got a grimey team that'll probably empty a clip on Big Momma's house Damn her eyes a
It's a habit I'm always prepared for war, See my life's like some shit, you seen in a flick, Bitches act like pornstars when they sit on a dick, When
the flo saying life is a ting when you learn you grow [chorus] [Damian & Stephen] she rise and she fall like a star her life ride off like a car her
: The weekend's almost done The moon is low in the sky I feel like going out Before the night passes by I won't just sit around When life becomes a drag
life He's standing at a party with a plate She finds him on the balcony staring at the moon An old familiar face he can relate CHORUS His moon shines
one with Jonathon, part man part fly Handle my B-I camouflauge like G.I. Fat like Joe, a day in the life Your money or your life that's the life Everybody
jewelers To the Good Life, we GOOD music [Big Sean:] Man, I wake up to a wet dream Every day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene Every week is fashion
a, So check it out twice-a, I know I've been naughty but life ain't nice-a, PS I still-a need some more shit-a, I want, A diamond hyena shooting fire
of my life But if you hurry back in the mornin' Then alright, I'll let you slide tonight Up and down, pacing round, walking in my sleep 'Cause you've got a
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky I feel like going out before the night passes by I won't just sit around when life becomes a drag
moon, babe Me and you, babe To the moon, babe Are you ready to ride? I'm going till you beg me to stop If you need a supernova star tour I'm your guy You party
Stick it till they [Incomprehensible] party people come get with it Madchild's committed (That's right) Prevail's committed (A for life) Sundoobies committed (A
, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo, I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin' a shit My style
the sea We of the moon land of the free What have I done to deserve this? Am I happy? Happiness is a mediocre sin set for a middle class existence I
one with Jonathon, part man part fly Handle my B I camouflage like G.I. Fat like Joe, a day in the life Your money or your life that's the life Everybody
