are! (Lights come up on the MAYOR, MRS. MAYOR, CITIZENS OF WHO and GENERAL GENGHIS KHAN SCHMITZ with JOJO. All are bandaged, battered and on crutches
on the east coast still couldn't save you from yourself hats off this game is now 27 to 1 and we would like to thank you for the drinks hooked on, its
Übersetzung: Seussical Soundtrack. Act 1 - Finale: Horton sitzt auf der Egg.
rooms on the east coast still couldn't save you from yourself hats off this game is now 27 to 1 and we would like to thank you for the drinks hooked on
Опять играем вместе опять эти слова Опять, Антош, пора бежать. Я отпускаю, да Не бойся, я пойму. Уже пора понять Уже пора отпустить, не отпускает, мась
I come I'm the topical discussion like that boy Vince Young I'm on the boulevard holdin'workin wood grain wheel top down, sun shinin on my ice tray grill
Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don't wanna holla Verse 1: You know how it is when
: Oh you gonna be trippin' bout this busta ass nigga [Verse 1] When he was on the streets he used to jack niggas Ran around the project toting the
it to me I front it all to B.G Trying to live swell Slang yale Stack Mill Doing my come up is living hell But its cool cause ballin is all on my mind On
beats are tight Cuts courtesy of Subroc and Scott LaRock Peace to Trouble T-Roy, YA DON'T STOP! [2 x2 + 1 x1] [2 x2 + 1 x1] [1 x4] [Daddy-O] So now
Find Earl lying on the burgundy carpet, pull my knife out, sharpen it Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him Get the Zippo and spark the
it on a hook and fuckin' cast the shit I'm askin' that you faggot rap actors take action And get a hall pass for this class-act shit How the fuck I fit
1 cellar in the whole fucking country Wallstreet niggaz, they caught me on a low White boyz dont call me coke they call me blow Its time to go on a bus
three 380s a tech and two m1's Ice came through on some shit and bought him one Them young boys from the projects crazy He was kissing on the toast and
niggas switchin' sides on niggas just like that? You know me I stay with a chick on her knees And give guns away in the hood like its government cheese Spray on
its necessary For me to talk about all of the stones in my bezey I used to push a Chevy I rather cop a Bentley And stunt on these niggas 'till my tank on
on air AMBER, TAMMY & SHELLY The New Girl in Town TAMMY She's got the coolest hair AMBER, TAMMY & SHELLY You better tell the homecoming queen To hold on
past your prime How ya stackin dollars when ya barely droppin dimes How come all these hardcore brothers are straight lying Who's the next wack cover act to get signed Stacked on
