Tell me something I don't know 'Cause these streets ain't paved with gold But vanity won't release me If I learn to crash this plane Oh, baby believe
Übersetzung: The Thrills. Tell Me Something ich nicht weiß,.
Tell me something I don't know Because these streets aren't paved with gold but vanity won't release me No one ever chews off their leg To escape
: I came home to an empty house And I found your little note "Don't wait up for me tonight" And that was all she wrote Do you think I don't know that
2 0 clock and you don't wanna let ya panties drop so I can make that booty hop then watcha doing in my hotel room I don't know whats on ya mind well
I got a winner!} [4x] [Verse 3: Thrill Da Playa] Don't holler 'bout, I don't know ya, and you don't know me 'Cause if your booty big, then I'ma learn
was Jeremy. My heart like Stew's nigga, so these niggas is scared of me. They don't compare to me, never gonna get ahead of me! Money the mission ? it
I know I can't lose me 'cause then I'd be losing you I know I promised baby I would be the one to make our dreams come true I ain't too proud of all
I'm on one (Get em on) I said I'm on one [Drake:] I'm getting so cold I ain't work this hard since I was 18 Apologise if I say, anything I don't mean
get me, it's (By my side!) I'm takin' some of y'all wit' me, it's (By my side!) I'm making sure they don't forget me, it's (By my side!) Che-chik,
I'ma have a run In the maze (WHOOOO!) If I don't come back or right away Give me time at least a half a day Don't just leave me lost and blown away In
don't try to come and get me Because I pack a French curler with me And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick Because I can do a double-flip
through this thing called life Electric word life It means forever and that's a mighty long time But I'm here to tell you There's something else The
loves you, I?ll bring you closer Something in my fate says it?s not right for me Tell me Am I cursed or am I blessed? I can't tell, oh yes! 'Cause all
it's time to wake, I couldn't hold this wealth Above these swelling' waves of hands, and this fame don't help Dreaming' of letter box places, I'm better
I love the thrill of New York shows I'd love to Durante's nose But I'd like to say before I close, yeah, yeah I just love, baby I love, well, I love being
killas Wide Street, the thriller in Manilla We runnin', nowhere, so nigga, don't go there Get stuck to sleep, nigga, fuckin' with me Who are we? (718)
know that I (hey) like you I like you baby Sexy girl (hey) you know that I (hey) will do anything under the sun for you If you let me I can get you hot
