, terrific [Robin Thicke (50 Cent):] Movie stars, models and, blondes and, cocaine (yeah) New York, L.A. is, all the same (c'mon, c'mon) The angels look
un Hells Angel a pieds Je roule a bille sur du papier Je mange des hot-dogs et je bois du the Je suis un Satan's Choice rate Pour faire comme les vrais robineux
beyond John Blaze I'm John Cremation, you conversation with aspirations Of me leaving blood stains from Earth to Venus Them so called rap stars will
, gaiement. Willie, bring your little drum. Robin, get your fife, and come, And be merry while you play. Tu-re-lu-re-lu, pat-a-pat-a-pan We will
smoke it, terrific [Robin Thicke (50 Cent)] Movie stars, models and, blondes and, cocaine (yeah) New York, L.A. is, all the same (c'mon, c'mon) The angels
And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses I got a ten story mansion on the beach With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin Leach
, maybe we won't screen it tonight I wonder how Alison found out about Mimi? Maybe a bird told her or an angel I had a little hunch you could use, a little
bound in 1983 Leaving trashed marriage behind, budding happy full of life The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell begins Robin D Waters impersonator
It tears me to pieces Cooperate, escaping useless, trust me I'm your friend I will talk you through this Trick or treat niggaz wit hoods want the goods I feel like Robin
it tonight MARK I wonder how he found out about Mimi? ROGER Maybe a little bird told her. COLLINS Or an angel I had a little hunch that you could use
Frieda Will they greet her On the street where Young strangers travel On magic carpets Floating lightly In beaded caravans Who can know if They will