When you sleep Where do your fingers go? What do your fingers know? What do your fingers show? Where do your fingers go? Yea When you sleep do they tremble
when you sleep when you sleep where do your fingers go? what do your fingers know what do your fingers show where do your fingers go when you sleep
Übersetzung: Cake. When You Sleep.
rest of you You done did too much dirt to try and make it to heaven Nigga is you down for this 1-8-7 When you reach the pearly gates How you gon explain
down to sleep I pray my Lord My soul to keep If i should die Though before i wake Let my niggas celebrate And split my cake It's 50 I'm so real You ain
he cried, More-more-more Pink: Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 Mya: Sleepin' the grey flannel life Christina: But when he turns off to sleep memories
sleep! (NEVER GON' SLEEP!) Fuckin' hit 'em up, if you ever wanna trick. (EVER WANNA TRICK!) All it takes is a hit and you never forget When you smoke
8 Niggas eatin on these beats Get yourself a plate And I'm a step away One hit, one breath away When you don't got time, you ain't never late Come so
of the beach They gotta the choppas that'll put you to sleep Yeah, that's them choppas, you know what I mean That's when I top wanna say about your
I need somethin' to balance out the fact That it's hard to find a woman when you talented and black When you hollerin' at labels and they silencin' you back Cause you
love her cake, Make's no diffrence to me, A key to a "G", still adding up money, Lovely, keep ya water on bubbly, What would you do If you was me, Probally
: Sometimes I think about silly things It's easy to do if you have the time Often happens when I'm falling off to sleep After a second glass of wine
Benatar rockin some frames and fake guns when they rob Sha Born 'til then they snatch you, axe you Play the squid-ad, we gettin at you And we don't wanna
Yes you can Can I, kick it? Yes you can Can I, kick it? Yes you can Well I'm gone - are you gonna miss me when I leave? Besides this 8 times 5, got tricks
Make sure you listen careful to the words I speak Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat Make sure you let 'em know to sign the pussy receipt
uh You wanna be there, layin' all stiff, uh Everytime you go uptown, you get jipped, uh That's karma, boy, running your lip, uh You be fronting like you
More-more-more Pink: Now he's back home doin' 9 to 5 Mya: Sleepin' the grey flannel life Christina: But when he turns off to sleep memories creep, More