Alcohol, cigarettes and luxury goods, Christmas lights look desperate in this room. Winter's light left me in the dark last night And Jingle Bells are smothered in this gloom. Winter
cake, a soul cake Please, good missus, a soul cake An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry Any good thing to make us all merry A soul cake, a soul cake
a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake. One for Peter, two for Paul, three for Him who made us all. A soul, a soul cake, please good missus a soul cake
Shaqel With Her Cucumber Melon And Her Fashion Is Dipped In Prada Prada I Got A Boss One On My Team Every Playboy Mansions Dream And She Thicker Than The Sticker On My Winter
Smell Like Shaqel With Her Cucumber Melon And Her Fashion Is Dipped In Prada Prada I Got A Boss One On My Team Every Playboy Mansions Dream And She Thicker Than The Sticker On My Winter
running my neighborhood, I was the law mayn 'Member when I dropped my first album, in '98 Fucking with Herman Fisher, but now that nigga hate me he's a cake
Fake niggas gon make me kill em Make his body shiver like hes naked in a river Matter of fact umma leave him in da river Come and get him when it's winter
(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Lister) Hey mrs fields, why do you look so sad Is the whole world gone mad or is it still a strawberry-cake How i wish to kiss
with me. I want to see your face, In every kind of light, In fields of gold and Forests of the night; And when you stand before The candles on a cake
left to do) When they're callin you When the angels call like (I answer) [Verse 2: Rick Ross] Lord forgive me I'm a sinner Oatmeal in the winter Talking
S T DJ Khaled (WE DA BEST) W E T H E B E S T (DJ Khaled) That's ME I wake up to get my cake up I'm algie brown What can I say I'm a product of my environment
Khaled (WE THE BEST!) W-E T-H-E B-E-S-T (DJ Khaled, that's me!) I wake up to get my cake up, I'm out to grind What can I say I'm a product of my environ
you'll have no escape and at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle i trample down all life in my wake i eat it up and take the cake i just avert
I want to see your face in every kind of light In fields of dawn and forests of the night And when you stand before the candles on a cake Oh, let me be
