not always right And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer I don't keep these things 'cause I'm longing to go back
'm not always right And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer I don't keep these things because I'm longing to go back
m not always right And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer I don't keep these things because I'm longing to go back
'm not always right And a stolen key from an old hotel room door In the back of the bottom drawer I don't keep these things 'cause I'm longing to go back
Übersetzung: Wright, Chely. Back Of The Bottom Drawer.
G Unit [Funk Flex:] Damn "Hand to hand since The Real Roxanne" [50 Cent:] Thats right [Tony Yayo:] Thats whats up G Unit [50 Cent:] Thats right, right we from the bottom
: I don't want to be the filler if the void is solely yours I don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't
On a back road in the pines If it's round just like a medal On a tired old man of war Or hidden like that Burma Star In my dad's bottom drawer Look at
him Looked down at my sweatshirt red at the bottom Didn't panic but I still looked cracked out Yelled to the homies then I blacked out Woke up in the back
to know where the time went Hey hey hey what's the haps? Well see your time elapsed Have you ever thought of the meaning of the word trapped Baboon on your back
and it?s depressin, they?re diggin up in your thighs leavin deposits keep your closets open not your boots and drawers Hopin to get you sprung like bell-bottoms
to Move back I'm droppin the top and yes it's mine and gul it's new too [Khujo] Sign yo' grill wid dis Canary yellow bowlin ball silk drawers wid dis
say it Time and time again That they would rock your world And change your life But I can't blame them Cause you make a nigga wanna get involved Wanna get the drawers
But you'll never find another one You can search around the whole damn globe Search from in the North, to the East, Westside I bet your bottom dime No
always on the corner, rollin up blessed When I dress, it's never nuttin less than Guess Cold be walkin with a bop and my hat turned back Love committin
