up against the wall I do not mind if this goes on Cause now it seems I'm too far gone I must admit I enjoy myself 80 please keep taking me away Everything
My mental stability reaches its bitter end And all my senses are coming unglued Is there any cure for this disease, someone called love? Not as long as
Traduction: Green Day. 80.
wash up by the courts at Venice Beach, Ain?t shit sweet but my Swisher, ain?t shit buzzin but my liquor, Cali chickens got to the 80?s strip and come
same color my baby ass Sellin white and smokin green, shiny yellow diamond cream Time to work no time to play, every day I'm off in yay Usin cocallina
girl girl You look right in the screen and take it off off See I cant wait till I get a little taste of you And I just upgraded to 10-80-i hi def
dough, we get bi-zay! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Killer Mike] Uh-huh, whattup? Tell you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green
your brakes and drive slow homey [Kanye:] My homey Mali used to stay one 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street form
people just stay alive I wonder what the Commodores went through on tour? Did Smokey Robinson, have to shoot his way out a war? What has Al Green seen
east-say? They say we were a fad but fad don't add reggae We played by the D-Day, eveyday, Eve's day Capital D-A-N-E and hip hop, must be in it [Verse
yea, them seats swivel Cats be killin' me talkin' ballin' and can't dribble Bits in the Kibble, menage trois was civil Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 ta' 80
and the dough, we get bi-zay! [Chorus] [Verse Three: Killer Mike] Uh-huh, whattup? Tell you somethin bout me.. My throwback game is whiffle wicked Saint Patties day, green
shove ya Will I plug ya to some niggas that'll drop some change in yo purse Hoe what I look like I ain't no trick bitch you gone chose big pimpin first On God's green
