Übersetzung: Sinatra, Frank. Put Your Dreams Away (For Another Day).
I'm the one to hurt you I'll be in every of your dreams When you fall asleep Then I'm with you I'll be your nightmare 'cause you're in my dreams, too
say to right all of your wrongs. Just grow up, and pray we?ll keep in touch. You?ve turned your back on me for the last time. I still dream of the day
: What's happening nigga If you in a club right now I want you to hold your car keys in one hand I don't care which hand and hold your bottle up in the
day before we talked about gettin sober In the blink of an eye My whodi life is over I know there's a good reason Why the good Lord chose you I know when your at your
hit my safe for a hundred and fifty G's (Why nigga?) Orderin' for 20 kees (Street value?) Two hundred and fifty G's (And what's yo profit?) A lick for
week I gotta get my shine on [Chorus] Get your shine on, get your shine on All day long, I'ma get mine on Get your shine on, get your shine on The haters
know ?Cause we?re all in the shit for sure And I love to feel your fingers up my skirt ?Cause we?re all in the shit for sure And I love to feel your
day He never mentioned that these dog days get so long I don't know when I realized the dream was over Well, there was no particular hour, no given day
we could chug all night On the day that I die, well I just might scream If I'm alive in the morning Ill be alive in a dream You better listen to me baby
: Well, baby, there you stand. With your little head down in your hands. Oh, my God, you can't believe It's happening again Your baby's gone and you
to win? Just suppose you were low, All your hopes and dreams got washed away, You know they might some day, yeah, Just get up from the floor, Dry your
I love you too. See I know it's hard not seeing me everyday but know my dream came true & yours will too one day, I pray for better days, I pray for better
, I'm the blood for you I get high on myself, so get high on me Worship me, when you're down on your knees Think of me, me in all of your wettest dreams
the blood for you It's not easy being #1 in the world I'm a gift for the women and all of the little girls If your lucky enough to touch me, some day
I'm fuckin' with you I'm feelin' your shape I'm feelin' your eyes Later on I'm feelin' your ass and feelin' your thighs (come here baby) Sweet heart your
last fourteen days He wouldn't sell lobster My eyes slanted like Pharell's partner Nigga respect like your father when it comes to drama I put tha llama to your
before you reach your goal The end of this road Another step to the new dimension Before you travel on Let me hear your story Where do you come from, tell me of your
