frost the sky There fly krakens And sometimes, that little..... Makes me tremble Courtesy winter The mad kid had 4 lights, the average is 2.5 lights The mediocre has 2
Traduction: The Fall. Hiver # 2.
Lord I can't lie But everytime I wake up, seem like one of my people gotta die Anthrax poisoning, Hussein and them blew up the Trade Center Summer, Fall, Spring, Winter
s pape's and when you stuck where the fuck is all ya friends They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all Chorus Fuck all y'all 2x Verse 2
don't kiss and tell But I don't care if you kiss and tell You can tell your girlfriend the details [Chorus x2- Olivia] Summer, winter, spring, and fall
[Chorus:] Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall, we out though, we out though Cocaine, heroin, we 'bout dough, we 'bout dough Cops coming, we runnin', we out yo
again Missing you (I miss you) Missing you (Hey, hey, hey I do) I miss you through winter, spring, The summer & the fall When we were together (Oh, yea) [Chorus x2] [2
a thick knott, in my hard blue denim Let the hot water simmer, friends turn bitter Hope a nigga fall when they scream out timber, I be cool like the winter
Verse 1: Leaves are on the ground Fall has come Blue skies turning grey Like my love I try to carry you And make you whole But it was never enough
betcha And at Lahaina look out for shooting stars We'll watch them fall into the sea And it will be just you and me in Hawaii Winter in the sun and
Boy! Oh, killing softly and I'm still falling Still the one I need, I just wanna be with you Oh, you got me open, don't ever let me go Say you0ll roll
quicker than a [? ] wicked mobster (... ?... ?...) you pray to God. Do whatever, we get the hustle on in the Spring, Fall! In Summer and the Winter months
We are lies like the summertime Like the spring we are such fools Like fall we are the prophets Like winter we are cruel I don't know what's wrong with
evil one Look towards the morning sun Falling under skies of pain Soul is searching endlessly Crashing over seven seas, Torture in the winter skies,
(feat. Trey Songz) Still... Whippin the chevy, still gettin my tipped licked, When I'm ready I still fall up in the party like confetti It's still mad
: Rob Bolland, Ferdi Bolland, FALCO, Music: R. & F. Bolland; Published by Bolland & Bolland Songs/TBM International, Falkenhorst Es wird der Winter immer