in love with your pretty baby face Hmm, Baby Face You've got the cutest little, hmm baby face There's not another who could take your place Hmm, Baby
Gonna tell Aunt Mary 'bout Uncle John He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun Oh baby Ye-e-e-eh baby Woo-o-o-oh baby Havin' me some fun tonight
Übersetzung: Little Richard. Baby Face.
: I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun Come back here, we can have some real
: I started off a little guy, baby full of laughter But due to Darwin's theory I evolved into a rapper Flip a couple chapters, this foul mouthed bastard
that you call your show \"The Way of the Master\" Ya'll want to attack little ol' me? Little ol' Greydon Square, huh? Okay, check it. You cowards want to attack? Well baby
guess they couldn't understand me, baby, honey, they'd laugh, I said they'd laugh me right off the street, yeah I said I want to keep on moving, baby,
Baby baby baby love your daddy all night long Baby, baby, love you all night long Love you, I'm gonna kiss you, oh, my soul! Now baby baby, well you
to blood ketchup. The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump. Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys. Police si-re-ns and baby screams
my now We keep on knockin', knockin' baby, yeah Au, gotta, gotta have it We gotta, keep, keep, ah Whatever, why won't you wait for time This little
die Musikbox ergluhn und du warst die Boogiequeen. Boogie Woogie Baby, do the Rock'n Roll! Boogie Woogie Baby, do the Rock'n Roll! Boogie Woogie Baby
luck baby put the jinx on me, I got the heeby jeebies and I can't get well, I got the heeby jeebies and it's you I gotta tell, If I can't find my baby
Get Rich Quick 2:15 Trk 25 (J. Feather, L. Feather) Little Richard (Richard Penniman) Little Richard - vocal W. Mays - trumpet, F. Jackson - ten.
give you what we got We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot So lock up, your doors, cause I'm Busting Loose like Richard Pryor, setting stuff on
girlies on the corner, and phifey can't solve 'em How did she say it, I'm curious G DOes she say honey love me, or baby baby, funny Anyway, we say what
Smokey Robinson and Bootsy, lightin' aluminum foil Watch that crack pipe boil With Richard Pryor we burned the house down gettin' higher Don't think I'm bluffin' Meet Tommy Lee Curtis, Keith Richards
to party hard Gangs of uncatched kids turned to blood ketchup The illest niggas was Richard Pryor and Ronnie Bump Skinned knees from being bad-ass little boys Police sirens and baby
I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun I get the blues for you baby when I look up at the sun Come back here we can have some real fun
