your color? (Whoa, what's your color?) What's your color, yeah? Hey, color (Whoa, what's your color?) What's your color? (Whoa, what's your color?) What's your color
Übersetzung: Prince. Farbe.
For just a little light To dry out her colors To the fire of your desires Si forte est ma fievre De vous, si doux Mon prince J'ai perdu les mots Je
: The time has come to set aside, the stories we're told And talk about the children growing old For building blocks and color books will soon fade away
broken bill Conservative for the most But I'm out spoken still They not sure it'll work But their all hopein' He'll Emerge the victim My words are pictures And yes the colors
pardon, that bitch been on my mind all week But, back to you, mad gloss chick, you're way fit How you have everything in this world and waste it Prince
they glasses Toney with the Montana, I came to play With my long fingernail, yo honey you should pass that yay Let me see what color you got boo, I got
: [Intro:] You are the prince of darkness Arch enemy, father of evil Hell born, demonic, savage, fierce, viscious, wild Tameless, barbaric, uncontrollabe
walk in burning incense sticks Holding their camels' head low while presenting their gift (Your offering sir) Exotic animals, perfumed oils, gold for the Prince
s hit the town so we can paint it, Red -- or maybe baby blue for two As sure as you are my lover, that is my favorite color and we get down - off to my
: There's times where I want something more Someone more like me There's times when this dress rehearsal Seems incomplete But, you see the colors in
: Chorus: (X4) *whisper* Silent, silent Murder [Nas] It's sort of like the conclusion to "Color Purple" Niggas is losing, confusion, with one time all
that's a private estate Helicopter pad for when I make them private escapes So when it's time to get that money nigga I'm never late I'm still the prince
Cover) There's times when I want something more Someone more like me There's times when this dress rehearsal Seems incomplete But you see the colors
a snail race n my watch reminds me of 88 cuz i got crack rpcks in da watch face bitchez stick to me like scotch tape plenty colors in da chain nigga fucc
Tap dance swelling Hemingway novel model For a breather, dirty reefer hide your bottle Cut down, come with something that's round and profound Blood brothers people of colors
See that?s a private estate Helicopter pad for when I make them private escapes So when it?s time to get that money nigga I?m never late I?m still the prince
