With the smooth You're walkin' a fine line You're walkin' a fine fine line You're livin' on borrowed time You're walkin' a fine line You're walkin' a fine line
smooth You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine fine line You're living on borrowed time You're walking a fine line You're walking a fine line
Übersetzung: Will Young. Fine Line.
promise you will lose it By doing me the way I do it By doing me the way I do it I'm so fricken confident Id get her that I will go prove it [Verse 1
transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young
Praying negativity will never ever live in me Ain't nobody wrote mine, ain't nobody co-signed 'member hanging clothes on my Aunt Felicia clothes line '
it never sleeps Crime's got us knee deep in the streets Uh, between the sheets I write verses, while the Devil curses Watchin young kingpins get put in
mama real proud of me The Benz line say they get tired of me I'm young kush man I sell nothin but QP's Shawnna so fine, Gucci mane I'm good She so pretty
to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell I ain't never ran, never will I ain't never been smacked
Halftime niggas And grab pine You will never grab mine nigga The dolli's was lyin' When he said you was gon' be fine nigga CASHIS! Witness art
one Time for your crooked mind Drunk off of cheap wine Son I'm in the street crime Every word, every line Got juice very fine Turn me loose on mankind
to even protest that it's adding to the flavor 'cause the old one was fine won't you pack the pipe and keep it movin` down the line the pipe, the
Illie in the mind, really with the nine, Millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys
Warren Harding next in line It's Calvin Coolidge; he does fine And then in nineteen twenty-nine The market crashes and we find Warren Harding, he does fine
me there's nothings realer Just enough to solve your problems, too much will kill ya And when I leave, I always come right back here The young spitter
the transome got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young
on a nice pine, Weezy baby flight flyin You can call him your husband Call me at night time And even though women change I will always like dimes And yeah im quite fine
