Congratulations on bein my gift God wrapped you up tight and he preserved my wish I'm not a psychic it's just that I'm in tune with such I swear the vibes
honey You better sit down and look around Cause you must've bumped yo' head And I love you enough to talk some sense back into you, baby I'd hate
: (feat. Kid Cudi) Tell me... How you feel Right now... If looks could kill You'd be a killer -- A sexy fucking killer, babe You'd kill it -- Effortless
me as I tune you out of my mind Won't bend over backwards or Take another step ahead to Hear from you again Don't talk to me as I walk alone, I'd
and yer staring at his teeth And his jaws start closin with you underneath And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind And you wish you'd never
the shadows She stepped to the light As my silver strings spun She called with her eyes To the tune I's a-playin' But the song it was long And I'd only
the fish's mouth. Ya must be livin' in the shadow of some kind of evil star. It's unbelievable it would get this far. It's undeniable what they'd have
: Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion Always on the outside of whatever side there
degree, Turn, turn to the rain And the wind. I sat down and wrote The best words I could write, Turn, turn, turn again. Explaining to the judge I'd
up to me. If I'd thought about it I never would've done it, I guess I would've let it slide, If I'd lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart
knife, My thoughts of you don't ever rest, they'd kill me if I lie, I'd sacrifice the world for you and watch my senses die. The tune that is yours
we know, and tha day ya brotha zapped me and it's yo' aunty's baby's daddy in Cincinnati and why'd you trap me (didn't she?) And I'm out there robbing
Demande a la SACEM,qui est le boss? Si mon parcours n'a rien d'heroique, Ma clique est sous contrat la tienne sous heroine. Sans le meriter , A quoi sert d
force neuves pas d'Adidas, alerte au bling bling bi bi bi bi biatch. B2O chef de gang sur bateau d'esclaves. Laquelle de ces rappeurs veut test un MC d
I'm feeling like I knew that My jokes aren't funny The truth isn't true If there was no you If you were my boat in the deep blue sea I'd probably
: (D.Fields / J.McHugh) Grab your coat and get your hat, Leave your worry leave them on the door step' Just direct your feet, To the sunny side of the
d set him up She'd say "Go on and drink one free" While I washed mugs and I cleaned the bar Oh I dreamed someday I'd be a big star But Ruby's Lounge was
lu a lu Sweet harmony Only a child on my Papa's knee Rock-a-bye man, rock-a-bye song Papa would sing, I'd hum along I'd climb on his lap and he'd sing