I die tonight I die tonight Feeling devastated That's what I call Livin' in your memory That's what I call Tired and deflated That's what I call love
collapse I die tonight Feeling devastated That's what I call Livin' in your memory That's what I call Tired and deflated That's what I call Love I
Traduction: Crowded House. C'est ce que j'appelle l'amour.
lungs collapse I die tonight Feeling devastated That's what I call Livin' in your memory That's what I call Tired and deflated That's what I call Love I
drama While unleashin on the old timers, that's on my mama I would trade my life for yours, behind closed doors the only girl that I adore, everything I
I got cheese, I got a pay a girl to love with me But I'm a jelly worker, like Smuckers Workin against them suckers, big facin just to love a broad that
[Verse 1: MJG, Eightball] I'm MJG, the nigga with the versatile style Check your calendar realize that I been here for awhile When I was young I took
', that I'm late," but he didn't seem to hear. He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts. "I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was
a "bust and ditch 'em" Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission? Because you still live in your daddy and your momma house Shoulda
when the Chronic gets sparked I'm like ??, rough and rugged, cause I'm like baldhead(??) Wrecks I flex murderous rhymes to leave you all dead What's said is what's said, it's
boundary. There's Willy Wright and his boys - one helluva noise, that's Billy's boys! With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs, the
The fixture in the city of lust What the hell's your name? What's your pleasure and what's your pain? Do you dream to much? Do you think what you need
Sharon Sharon, what's your question?" "Contestant number one, I believe first impressions last forever So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
Sharon Sharon, what's your question? Contestant number one, I believe first impressions last forever So let's say you were to come over to my parent's house
darlin', that I'm late, but he didn't seem to hear. He was staring into space over at the Jack of Hearts. I know I've seen that face before, Big Jim
to playback Just my ghettoblaster I ball grip with D-Loc Then the mic I master Imagine I go to work on a Monday morning While I contemplate lord what I'm doing I
herbs, Observe my headache kid i was high as a blimp kid, Now I'm Johnny Richter never say that I'm done, Smokin' vaps all day I got that golden lung,
