she lives in a four story tantrum for a long face the house that her parents hand-crafted for her a trashcan, a toilet is all that she sees inside
the story of a girl Who cried a river and drowned the whole world And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her This is the story
Übersetzung: Vier Story. Hand auf mein Herz.
Übersetzung: Four Year Strong. Absolut (Story Of A Girl).
is the story of a girl Who cried a river and drowned the whole world And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her This is the story
All my friends have gone away. Sailing vessels leaving the bay. For the best four years and the promise of pay. But they don?t even know what they?re
: [Verse 1:] In order to understand the ending, first you gotta start from the very beginning Of my story, I know it ain't all fame and glory But I lived
the doses, bustin whoever closest Thug livin, hell or prison, never losin my focus I'm makin money moves manditory In a discussion my past records tell a story
Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies My lil' homies.. Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies [2Pac] Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil
road is hard, never give up Baby don't cry, I hope you got your head up Even when the road is hard, never give up {Keep ya head up} [2Pac] Now here's a story
me about these fake ass bitches [2Pac] Look here little nigga Most of these niggaz be bitches too but you'll never hear that side of the story So uhh
to spend with the nigga that's spendin the chips. Man, those bitches ain't shit. Instead of hittin' it, there forgettin it, he started babysittin it. She was four
yeah!) Call it what you wanna: the clip, - the ladder, banana I bet when I squeeze it, niggas scatter! (AAHHH!) The hoes; that's a whole different story
'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got the "411", what's crackin' What I owe you for helpin' me go four times Platinum
in love With a small town woman And they married up And settled down Natural way of life If you're lucky For a small town Southern man First there came Four
will dream of this undying kiss Not of Romeo or Juliet Stories told our love will never die Will you forgive what I've done to give you four white horses
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story
