La vieille femme ouvrit la porte Sortit chercher du bois Mais la foret emporta son vieux corps Au froid elle ne resistera pas Dans la neige s'est eteinte
t know why but the remy turn me into a whore Walk into the club pocket full of big faces Got the .40 on my waist and is off safety About 40 goons with
I am looking for a sign My spirit's faded She holds on like a vine Patterns in traffic They sound just like my heart Race in the dark In time to catch
Ca fera deux ans aux cerises Qu'elle a pris ses jambes a son cou Deux ans qu'elle a fait sa valise Deux ans qu'elle a mis les bouts On vous dira bien
to fly like I do in the dreams I've never really been in I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up, cool down in a dream machine I'm dreaming ... from the waist
Yo Luny Tiny! Don! "Top of the Line" T Bambino No te hagas! (Don omar) (x2) Es que tu cintura A mi me lleva al instinto Me hace cometer locura Dame sabrosura
(feat. Don Omar) Yo Luny Tiny! Don! "Top of the Line" T Bambino No te hagas! [Don omar: x2] Es que tu cintura A mi me lleva al instinto Me hace cometer
Ti prego chiamami tesoro adesso mentre piove e l?aria e fredda e ogni goccia d?acqua che mi sta bagnando mi parla un po? di te sono giorni che cammino
Think I'm stranded but I don't know where I got this diamond I don't know how to shine In the sun where the dark winds wail And these children leave
Fresh out of the salon and I just got my hair done Niggas tryin' ta holla at me but I told them move along 'Cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
wanna drive, wanna drive like I do in the dreams I've never really been in I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up Cool down in a dream machine Dreaming from the waist
Life is granted by an unforseen force We are but molecules in motion and nothing more? Survival of the fittest is a dark tale Sending my generation to
't kiss me now All our time will run out We can be so close And yet our lips have never touched When we danced at my place You said, "Such a tiny waist
the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse, she already know what it is, baby you so perfect, so i know im bout to murk it, got the waist of a wasp and
big time, bright lights the world is looking for someone to show them the daylight but it's not me i am not the one for simple love look to the Son spotlight
Fatherless and the widow Stricken down by the hand of death Grasping for security Anticipation of the imminent next Of the imminent next The fatherless
Let me, let me know what makes you happy And I'll do it over, over and over again Let me know just how you love me and we'll spin Around again in this