high or go dry) we either(all: go dry) (paul: high and dry) (ben: no...)either get it high or go dry (paul:high and dry) (ben:we either go) (mark:high or dry
high or get dry Yeah, yeah (All: Either get high or go dry) We either (All: Go dry) Paul: High and dry Ben: No... (Either get high or go dry) Paul: High and dry
Übersetzung: A1. High And Dry.
was a little boy and there was a little girl And they lived in an alley under the red sky. There was a little boy and there was a little girl And they
Then I got Mary pregnant and man that was all she wrote And for my nineteen birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat We went down to the courthouse and
get red, and your mouth goes dry Just get me when you want more and I?ll supply Red and me? (?)? gets stoned and said How High They said high enough to
stoop so low to reach so high A link is lost The chain undone We wait all day For night to come And it comes Like a hunted child I'm hanging on You're
we're havin' a White Trash Party! *2nd Verse* Pull a fifth of Bacardi from outta my underwear And walk around the party without a care Like a body without a
, bitch, eat a motherfuckin' dick Chew on a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record
daps and pounds. So high up but I'm holdin' it down, Screamin' what up? What it be? [Verse 1) Step up in the place just me and my buddy, Everywhere I
me yo' eardrums It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood Yellows and greens and blues and browns and greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated woods Ain't a
ain't got's to cry Day in & day out Eyes are never dry Rapverse1 (Waqas) In the name of the most beneficent the most high He who holds my soul before and
could get up and brush your face I hope my nuts will get sucked today (Whatchu say?) I better be high; my head is just dry Through the ghetto we ride
: (feat. DJ Diaz, DJ Skoob And El Gusto) I know a DJ, I know a DJ [x4] [Verse 1:] I had 12 tracks recorded and ready to play When a call from the label
that weight got it for the high high You can't even supply the package I buy I get it and I cook and it's gone for it dry Get a quarter ki and cut it
a hundred on 'em for a million a day Frank Lucas ain't the only one to make a million a day But it's a American gangsta right here in your face And you
composed like Mozart Straight music, we could bump and thump just like a go-kart Stop, look and listen (stop), pause, watch and stare Guns in the Sean
