Übersetzung: Deep Purple. Hey Joe (Bonus Track - BBC Top Gear Session).
Übersetzung: Deep Purple. Wring That Neck (BBC Top Gear Session 14/1/69).
call it that? So if u knew me in my past life Don't act like we homeboys Ain't no love in the fast life I switch gears on them jealous bitches Who
the worst way? True. Lookin kind a good in your birthday suit. I wonder if your wild and ya act shy. Do you like to be on top or the back side? Watch
a chopper? Nigga I got a chopper! Mines ain't got no wheels; what's the deal? Propellor's propel, I'm on the top of New York! Top of the food chain,
like it baby Turn a quickie into an all nighter maybe Your sex drive it match my sex drive Then we be movin as fast as a NASCAR ride Switch gears
hand cuff your big ass to the treadmill You wanna work out now, cause you know its gettin' hot And your big ass fin to pop all up out the halter top Find
top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho
break ho's home from college wanna fuck us I ain't here to drop knowledge on you suckas I'll sick rottweiler's on you fuckas, cops followin to cuff us Top
No-one There's panic at London Heathrow Everybody wants to go Up into the blue But there's a ten year queue Columbia is in top gear It shouldn't snow
s gonna let it down easy to save his soul? Oh, Lucky's been drivin' a long, long time And now he's stuck on top of the hill. With twelve forward gears
: Verse 1: Dre: Departure time 7:30 Im packed and ready to go First class ticket out of here I think its time to get it back in gear No more standin'
Show me respect though! It's gon' be a fat joint. - Soul - in your mental. (soul - in your mental!) We came from the bottom and rose to the top Like the
can't bust cause you got no spare Whole-heap of lust in your atmosphere Step pon di gas and you start draw gear Dis Rastafari you do not dare Some don
that 'Vet and start it all you hear is vooom Roaring up the engine 'till it blew like a bloon Light my dutch hit the clutch stow it in the gear and
colder City zipped up and the hood on my shoulders Haters looking green like a three-leaf clover I've got a pair of every jeans I know of I've got gear
probably think I'm buggin but hey I know them games in Lindsay Park is every Sunday, he ain't goin nowhere I went home, switch gear, went out and grabbed
pack But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin' with that Uh, down-shiftin' on 'em like I got gears on me (Run!) Besides that, I got about