in mind (like) Chorus: Blue skies and amber sunshine As far as I can see It's just me and my sweet baby And that's just fine with me Lay me down in
s just me and my sweet baby And that's just fine, that's just fine with me Fine with me, that's just fine, that's just fine with me
Übersetzung: Little Big Town. Fine With Me.
: [Female voice speaking in Spanish] [Verse One: Brother Marquis] I bumped into her at the Coco Cabana Down in Cuban town in little Havana I asked
pulls up don't stank a lane and got out her car looking like Tyra Banks now believe you and me she was a cutie with a big round bread with a booty got
Damn Hot Chili. Smooth tender chunks with chili beans filled with momma's hot bastard bacon bits, and drizzled with just the right amount of thick savory
Inspectah Deck] In the bright lights, the big city The thieves stay crawlin' at night, with eyes shifty In the bright lights, the big city The fiends
'all niggaz all fed up cause I got a little cheddar and my records movin out the sto'? Young fucks spittin at me, young rappers gettin at me My nigga Big
I drank with hank, talked blues with Billy Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy Went from small time philly to big time Bobby From 3 day old chili to saki with
Cologne Alone It's A Little Too Strong For You To Be Putting On Trust Me I Say This Justly I Went From Musty To Musky And Yall Can't Mush Me I Warned
alone It?s a little to strong for u to be putting on Trust me I say this justly I went from musty to musky and yall cant mush me I warn yall cornballs
N-Y-C I'm rush associated So what's up with me We fucked and flee off the hennesy Girl just for me Hit'em all for free Beyatch! [Chorus] [Phats Bossi
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left A little
hour I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left A little
your partner one, big baby Just let your partner smoke Let me roll We want your mind to blow We got some things to do Smokin' on some lovely, now I'm feelin' fine
a little too strong for you to be puttin' on Trust me, I say this justly I went from musty to musky and y'all can't mush me I warned y'all cornballs
