pillow Hold your warm and tender body close to mine Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft against the window And make believe you love me, one more time, for the good times
Übersetzung: Ray Price. For The Good Times.
crazy lands Defending the need , with a silent scream For another time, for another dream Jack boots, hi-jacks Ray guns and spray guns We got them all for free Look to the stars for
: [Intro: Lil Wayne & Nurse] Where's my coffee? Good Morning Docter Carter (Hey Sweetie) Looks like it's going to be a long day. (Ahh another one what
stripes was our life Buyin' any strap we could, what good was a knife? We was tryin' ta take 'em all out the game And at the same time have the hoes callin
off on the mic It?s my security piece It gives me security (security) I?m waiting for the ghetto to secure me I just put away thirty percent for my taxes Twenty for
mother's only daughter from a good school where They taught her how to walk and talk and fold a napkin right. I was boots and Levis born for drivin'
But time changes everything When you left me, my poor heart was broken Our romance seemed all in vain The dark clouds are gone and there's blue skies again For time
the need, with a silent scream For another time, for another dream Jack boots, hi-jacks, the ray guns and the spray guns We got them all for free, so look to the stars for
must come down You're throwin' stones and they'll come back around for you For you For you Every dog must have its day We all know there's a price to
and nothing sweet Get a good look, I'm here to stay Benzino gonna show you how the big dogs play Every time you come to town you pick me up Every time
saved him, he's good, he's good We got one, he's good He's good, we got him, we saved him, he's a go, he's good
for surgery Can it be an out of state nigga tried to murder me? I should've stayed in Job Corp, but now I'm a outlaw Ray Cartegna, carry a fo'-fo' nigga
kids I asked "so sexy can I', get on that Ray J shit She Rep'd like yes and kept it playin' like a Ray J hit She love that Ray J shit, she like my second
103, yeah, Prentiss Creek No nights were dry, yeah, Ray Ray's treat My ceiling caved in Thanksgiving Week And now they want to sue me for breaking
a fool for his chains And raise more throws and blows than dana dane I'm always strappin on the jackin for your chains I'm droolin And checkin socks for
they realize they wont live forever but almost everybody wants to live forever Once upon a time, rhyming, working at part time Designers pricing it
