is a flower in the Master's bouquet Gathering flowers for the Master's bouquet beautiful flowers that will never decay Gathered by angels and carried away forever to bloom in the Master
Übersetzung: Wells, Kitty. Erfassung der Blumen für die Master-Bouquet.
Übersetzung: Master Well. When I Was A Sperm.
you despise that throwaway feeling From disposable fun Then this is the one Let's play master and servant Let's play master and servant Let's play master and servant Come on, master
' ever change I'ma stay in the street just as well as my name Shine like the diamond I'm named after When it comes to trickin' hoes, I'm a motherfuckin' master
Money] In this type of M-U-S-I-C I know I'm braggin', but I'm the best I see I seen professionals, but I'm the better master Who you gonna blast up on
: [50 Cent] Yo, yo we can't stay alive forever So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together I'm high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
him DMX wanna get down well you tell homey I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+ I should rob Clue man his shit did well I wanna stick
: [P. Diddy - talking] Ten years Yo the sun don't shine forever But as long as it's here then we might as well shine together Better now than never,
to make up special names for the food we ate Remember cerial pie one of your favorite plates (I miss you) Well Dame told me tell you he's doin well
guest of Uncle Sam Stand up look right don't slouch and stand at ease Allow no sex above the knees When I snap you jump into the master plan I'll be damned Well
my blood run faster. Girls laugh and pass me on the street. I spook out everyone I meet. I've got pink toenails on my feet, I'm such a fucking master
my head And I wont sell you a different truth Just couse you think this one is abd Well Id rather let you know Im not sying Ive got the answers or a master
I excel without ever even trying With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms I have seen grown men give out a shriek With the wave of my hand, and a well
: I was a midnight rider on a cloud of smoke, I could make a woman hang on every single stroke, I was an iron man, I had a master plan, but I was alone
up And the day feels Broken I tilt my head I'm trying to get an angle 'Cause the evening I've always longed for It could still happen How do I master
