BnE the black sheep have you any cool / Yes sir, Yes sit, 3 lads full / And i roll with dope rhymes and a lot of kin / hitting summertime coastline metropolitans / Flying through
Übersetzung: Oliver Onions. Durch die Luft fliegen.
So BnE the black sheep have you any cool Yes sir, Yes sit, 3 lads full And I roll with dope rhymes and a lot of kin Hitting summertime coastline metropolitans Flying through
six or seven fo? pound Suede seats is hot but Italian leather is better And with camera's in the mirror nigga cars costs cheddar I'm on first class flights with flying
to be weightless, flying through the air I want to drop all these limitations at the shoes upon my feet I want to be naked, running through the streets
with you for your stylish hair Or the seaside air (if we ever get there) Tell me we've acquired a striker (Stanley) And a lucrative sponsorship came through
with yer hands in the air And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying And yer heart
cats Jellicle songs for Jellicle cats We can dive through the air like a flying trapeze We can turn double somersaults, bounce on a tire We can run up the wall, we can swing through
saws And, cut out your livers gizzards and balls Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws So sip piss like sizzurp through a straw
the rest of the car carpet color like swirl pops And I got the bass thumping but I'm bound to bump into something Kids are flying through the air looking
a black Sunday I was high up in the air, and feeling the turbulence Jumpin' out of planes, with' no parachute, on some bird shit Flying through the air
lazy ass out of bed I Watered all the rocks growing in my head I Had a thought?and fell asleep on you? There I was somewhere West of Tomorrow Land Flying through
let you go) now and forever until the time is through (until the time is through) I'll be standing here now and forever until the time is through Baby
rented car (look) (You'll see me flying by) Ya see the jewerly truck, don't touch Yeah, yeah, come on, when I'm in the streets Might show you the heat (look, flying
I'm the flame There I go again I should walk before I run How can I explain I can't stop what you've begun [CHORUS:] I'm falling through the door Flying
going through my head Dreaming, I was sipping on Faygo With my dope posse, hear comes a tornado Huh, I can't run no where Cause the whole damn house was spinning through
worth Drug his ass by the public through the fucken turf Let loose a clip in the air cause I didn't care People stare cause body parts is flying everywhere
with ya I take an itty-bitty piece of your mind, you're running thru mine like diddy did the whole city I'm flying thru the clouds, I'm soaring through the air