you know Think I'd rather stay at home Where the pimples never show, they never show Stay at home Stay at home
you know Think I'd rather stay at home Where the pimples never show They never show Stay at home, stay at home
Übersetzung: Men at Work. Stay At Home.
people you know Think I'd rather stay at home Where the pimples never show, they never show Stay at home Stay at home
an enemy Trying to take me out the battle by using the sin in me And speaking of sin, Paul charges us in Staying away from the lazy and rebellious idle men
inspired lets go and aply it, arrive at conclusions useful to giving Christ the glories that he deserves, the stories is in his word Titus is all about giving glory at
I'm never gonna call you, bitch again Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 3] Witness evil men do, all this shit I been through Never meant to hurt you, can we make this work
Daddy's home... [2Pac] Heh, so?? You say that like that means somethin to me You've been gone a mighty long motherfuckin time for you to be comin home
the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation amid this fall out saturation Cursing at
mortal men's life He's hunting at night. Watch out for open windows He's hunting at night. Perhaps you should stay inside? He's hunting at night [The
more when she passive Now she on the internet looking for classes Out of state though, man that hurt yo But I got work though, and I'm at work yo And
but more when she passive Now she on the internet looking for classes Outta state though man that hurt yo But I got work though When I'm at work yo
but more when she's passive, now she on the internet looking for classes, out of state tho, man that hurt yo,but i got work tho, but i'm at work yo, and
Big Boi Daddy Fat Sax the nigga that like them Cadillacs I stay down with these streets 'cause these streets is where my folks at Better know that some
up your fly ass You know what time it is, so why ask? When Shady and Nicki's worlds class It's (high class) meets (white trash) Grown men! Grown men!
: Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. She sits on the back seat. She looks at the man in front's head And thinks how his fat wrinkled