Not many years their rounds shall roll Each moment brings it nigh And all your glories stand revealed To our admiring eye You wills of nature speed your
"Good mornin', my darlin'", I said from the door My bags are all packed, you won't see me anymore The room it was empty except for your clothes And a
Captain, Captain, tell me true does my sweet Willie sail with you? No my dear, he isn't here for he is drowned in this ocean, dear Answer me, oh give
I am wading deep waters trying to get home Lord I am wading deep waters trying to get home I am wading deep waters Wading deep waters Wading deep waters
She went into the graveyard with trouble on her mind. She was lookin' for the man who make her crazy. From her big brown coat she puller a silver knife
?Good mornin?, my darlin?,? I said from the door My bags are all packed, you won?t see me anymore. The room it was empty except for your clothes And a
Over yonder in the graveyard Where the wild, wild flowers grow There they laid my own true lover She'd gone from me, forever more Fairer than the sweetest
When first I came to Louisville Some pleasure there to find A damsel there from Lexington Was pleasing to my mind Her rosy cheeks Her ruby lips Like
ours Still them other niggas old Over fifty million sold [Chorus: Virginya Slim and Crooked I] It's still Tha Row... ugh (Baby, we still stackin' money
Traduction: Crooked I. Toujours rangée Tha.
?Good mornin?, my darlin?,? I said from the door My bags are all packed, you won?t see me anymore. The room it was empty except for your clothes And
baby he?s so cruel But I?m still in love with Judas, baby I?m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he?s so cruel But I?m still in love with Judas, baby Ohohohoh
take the fast way down Thought it was love, how foolish of us I do me, she do her, sometimes we do eachother [Hook] [Lil Wayne - Verse 3] Look, as the crooked
bring the drama back where you lives, flatter your wiz Reload and then point the Mag at your kids So what I sound remorse, the records I still peep guns
big, at any time I can start splurging The twin cigs open chests like a heart surgeon And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook But I keep a stack
ll bring the drama back where you live Splatter ya wig, reload and then point the mac at ya kids So what I signed for some records I still keep guns on
it's way different ma you see I'm' passing out bars the definition of a jetsetter I'm hip hop still living like a good fella' castle and crooks sweater