go?) Why don't we go away? Why don't we go? (Why don't we go?) Why don't we go away? Why don't we go away? Why don't we go away?
Traduction: La Voiture. Go Away.
I think of you when i fantasize the best i ever had and i think of you when i'm driving myself completely mad why don't we go why don't we go away walkin
on top, so they can't get above you" (nice) He told me "I dig that", like a fuckin shovel Why it take a nigga to go to jail to say he love you? We be
Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city I am Brooklyn's Nucky Thompson If they make me go in I'm a go right away Mny fly ass can't be stopped
out, im tired of playing games and yes im definantly sure ill trade it all fabolous (Chorus - Jagged Edge) Girl I'd trade it all, money, cars and
heart And put it away under lock and key But its high time Miss Lady Girl sets her heart free and gives her love to me Some think that diamond rings; fancy cars
station way quicker in tha future Everyday I put up with the same shit Girls better stay away I'm more in the mix Lick lips, hips, move it a little bit Show me how ya go
[feat. Birdman] Yo! Young Fyre Over the guts Let's go in brah Yo [Verse 1: T-Pain] Suicide doors, naw that was last year Got suicide hoes butt-naked
goes I see a line of cars and they are painted black with flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
ward so I'm ridin' with the noise Plus the clip is fully loaded it's thee inside of my garage Cars, look at all my broads if you try to see the stars
[Z-Ro] I came up around the roughest of the rough necks, on corners with a bar Shadow rocks and a Geniva real ready to go to war We don't love nothing
caprice on 24?s I got a range rover with spinners I got a impala with beat lets go [Chorus:] I do ride Bentleys and coupes but I don?t give away all
tell me why Can anybody tell me why [2x] [Talk] This is for all my homeboys that pa*sed away And all yo' homeboys that pa*sed away I send this out to
you make it to be Uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her while she hot, and horny, go up inside her Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to
My cell is ringing No ID I need to know who's calling My garden's overgrown I go out on my belly crawling I got CCTV, pornography, CNBC I got the nightly
goes I see a line of cars And they're all painted black With flowers and my love Both never to come back I see them turn their heads Quickly look away
