come up you might feel empty And lady in the black dress You'll never sit so close to me again Lady in the black dress (lady in the black dress) You
Traduction: Le supérieur. La robe noire.
we come up you might feel empty And lady in the black dress You'll never sit so close to me again Lady in the black dress (lady in the black dress) You
Sacred Blood there's a dance hall where Tyler Glen saw a black girl and a white boy kissing shamelessly. Black hands on white shoulders, white hands on black
life Thug style, so I can't smile Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress
that Knowing that this world brings drawbacks Look how this shit bumps Once I deliver these war raps Meet me at the cemetary Dressed in Black Tonight
raised On the wrong side of town You get so high That you can't come down I'm going higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher Higher, higher, higher
steering wheels she gives you throb and makes you sweat all dressed up in black leather stiletto high-heels maybe some rubber don't burn your eyes she's dressed
fast Lock me up inside your garden Take me to the real side Fire burning me up Desire taking me so much higher And leaving me home They you are in your black dress
boss you hate Friday you up and quit Saturday you want your old job back Sunday morning you wake up all dressed in black Why must you always dress in black
ain't gettin nothin till you shake your bump and Go go get funky, start jumpin It's the Black Eyed Peas will bring the action Everlastin satisfaction Radio activ high
Crickets are chirpin', the water is high, There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry, Window wide open, African trees Bent over backwards from
? Good Bye!? Bye Bye!? Bye Bye! Why they want to sound like, dress like, act like? (Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone) Why they want to look like, dress like
tha month and now we smokin',chokin',rollin' blunts And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin' come come we got the blessed rum From jumpin' all nights we high
can make a plan Carve it into stone Like a feather falling It is still unknown Until the clock speaks up Says it's time to go You could choose the high
that ol' Jig rhythm Here's a couple of jewels to help you get through your bid in prison A ribbon in the sky, keep your head high I, Young 'Vito, voice
