lips to prepare for the kiss It was but a game You have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone And you have a moan all of your own
our lips to prepare for the kiss It was but a game You have a moan all of your own And I can feel it down to the bone You have a moan all of your own
Übersetzung: Ziel. Stöhnen.
Übersetzung: Cute Is What We Aim Für. Stöhnen.
joint half the hood gon' want to fuck me [R.L.] I can imagine you're here In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah It's like your sexy moans I hear Got
being born Is busy dying. Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar You feel to moan but unlike
a lost cause a long shot, don't even take this bet You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights Get all the sighs and the moans just right
days these bars are like all I need Some pubs and the clubs give my heart for the diamonds Until I get the spade and Im buried in the silence Underground but I aim
busy being born is busy dying Temptation's page flies out the door You follow, find yourself at war Watch waterfalls of pity roar Feel to moan but unlike
(whisper)Strike the match Flame on motherfuckers My gun I aim lower My words is a flame thrower Watch me end yall with somthing that'll make your
, nice switch and some big hips, as the train flips You a nympho trying to look (Aw shit) When the game spits you a freak ho, off the hook Ready, aim
bomber, it's a bomber, it's a bomber No night fighter gonna stop us getting through The sirens make you shiver, you bet my aim is true Because you know we aim
Well, I left my happy home To see what I could find out I left my folk and friends With the aim to clear my mind out Well, I hit the rowdy road And many
Well there's a lonesome feelin' that comes over me When I hear that highway moan I know it's where the good Lord meant for me to be A dreamin' drifter
I'm the arsenal I got artillery lyrics of ammo Rounds of rhythm Then I'm 'a give 'em piano Bring a bullet proof vest Nothin' to ricochet Ready to aim
me After this joint half the hood gon' want to fuck me I can imagine you're here In your Vicky panties and brassier yeah It's like your sexy moans I