Lookin' for to make some sense out of nothin' Lookin' for the hunger to hang on Lookin'for to know if you're really worth it Lookin' for a reason not
Looking for to make some sense out of nothin' Looking for the hunger to hang on Looking for to know if you're really worth it Looking for a reason not
Chorus:] Lookin' for to make some sense out of nothin' Lookin' for the hunger to hang on Lookin'for to know if you're really worth it Lookin' for a reason
Übersetzung: Little Big Town. Looking For A Reason.
of soul many people, so many problems, so many reasons to buy another round, drink it down just another night on the town with the big man, money man,
change I take an eye for a eye Either thug or you die, and I ain't goin cry. Rock a bye bye, nigga, die-die Got a grudge against the judge tryin' to
m on his (Tail) like, Sonic lil' shorty Palmin on a 40, broad day I'm tryin to dodge a cover story Look like he stoppin for gas, I'ma pluck 'em, yay This
the tint in them! Aiyyo son turn that water down a little bit, just a little bit..Thank You I need two waters, a dutch, and a cranberry Snapple) [Chorus
the block wit the deflate Grams the O's, slabes to whole one's da flake A young nigga holdin big face foldin Pimps are known for catching runaways A good
's just a rich old man He never cared for anyone He likes to count his possessions He's been a miser from penny one He never cared for his children Never cared for
Bat Rooftop like we bringing '88 back [Chorus: Nas] They shootin'! -- Aw made you look You a slave to a page in my rhyme book Gettin' Big/"big" money
blank period The doorman hate takin his job too serious Me Cash Image with Tech and Kaliko About big business so what I'm talking to a bouncer for The
town wit a bad ass attitude and two extra clips With a 44 automatic nigga you know you gotta duck Either that or be another victim of a motherfuckin slaughter Best for
came on my moms and I had a MIC as my fucking weapon When I was three I was just a little G But if you looked in my eyes you would see the future of
ass! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Yezzzzir! Look, Look, Look What I'm a do is, I'm a go to the A then I'm a go all the way to Harlem, but before I
clothes Godfather baby, only play to my rogues Step back, hater make a little room for my hoes Gators on my feet, take a look at my toes Money is the reason