Hahhhhh Well I'm, feelin' better, now that we're through Feelin' better baby, I'm over you (Ah) I've learned my lesson baby, and it left a scar (Ah)
Wop-bop-a-loom-a-blop-bam-boom Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy, tutti frutti, oh Rudy Tutti frutti, oh Rudy Wop-bop
Traduction: Swinging Blue Jeans. Nobody But Me.
Traduction: Swinging Blue Jeans. Hippy Hippy Shake.
Traduction: Swinging Blue Jeans. Tutti Frutti.
in the center My n-ggas deal opium Still in the obm Condominiums in the center of Ethiopia Dirty money all they seeing on the phantom plates Seats blue jeans
) Hey (Hey) I hang in my blue jeans. I swing in my blue jeans. Representing Georgia so I twang in my. Who likes my blue jeans? You like my blue jeans
blue jeans on the carpet; size 12 Timberlands Somethin swingin on the ceilin fan, I stopped it Swingin slower and slower.. On the last swing I saw it
Or City Patou Mi si yuh a "It?s A Party" And Cinema Two Gimme you number Phone call no limit at you Like a swing cocky Mi a swing it at you A nuh
t speak English, shooting game's bananas Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans Broad day, yo, body
on the strip, that was cuttin for chedda She ?? freaky deaky bitch, met fruity pebbles Up, another pimp, I hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans
't got a clue) Why my cutlass blue And I got them thangs on that motherfucker too It's a Midwest swang y'all Ain't gotta trip (Ain't gotta trip) While we swing
the strip, that was cuttin for chedda She ?? freaky deaky bitch, met fruity pebbles Up, another pimp, I hate to say it, green shirt, and blue jeans Iced
dance inside the flames and the yellow changed to blue Swinging from a length of rope, Ruth Ellis blew a kiss Merlin spoke to Norma Jean and granted
the flames And the yellow changed to blue Swinging from a length of rope Ruth Ellis blew a kiss Merlin spoke to Norma Jean And granted her a wish Mark
That don't speak English, shooting game's bananas Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings Trillians on, yo, cuffing my jeans Broad day,
m only 59 on the block in south beach Its all eyes on me, soon as I step on the scene Them stars down lookin' clean drained in the skin From the shirt to the jeans