easy to break through But then scream against me Hurt me beat me Stand beside me Let me see what those hands hide Don't be scared about me I am here
to break through But then scream against me hurt me beat me Stand beside me Let me see what those hands hide Don't be scared about me I am here just
Traduction: Hopes Die Last. Call Me Sick Boy.
easy to break through But then scream against me hurt me beat me Stand beside me Let me see what those hands hide Don't be scared about me I am here
better check the spelling with a capital, somebody grab me a Snapple I got an aspirin capsule trapped in my adam's apple (hurry up!) Somebody dropped me
an E, better check the spellin' with a capital Sombody grab me a snapple I got an asthma capsule trapped in my adam's apple Sombody dropped me on my
things. Don: He just makes me sick when he changes into a monster. Phyllis: Why? Why does he make you sick? Don: Oh, can't you see it how, how . . .
style Yea [verse 1:] N if i stay out late Im commin home rich Thinkin bout that pussy On the grind got me home sick Them dolla signs on my mind got me
:] I Think about you when I'm riding dirty I said I love you befor I left I hope you heard me Incase I never make it back I hope you heard me An if you
in traffic, brought it up to the attic, there goes the stashes But a nikka got passion Even though the bounce back seeming like magic Shit, but call me sick
up! Hello, I'm Queen Latifah, how ya doing? I hope that you're with this, I hope that you're willing I want to introduce you to a cut called "Mama Gave
more crying' (No more tryin') I don't like it (So I've decided) I'mma leave you somethin' So that you can remember me Gon' be so sick of me You'll be
there boy Young nigga thats addicted to the Polaroids And i gave these niggas more lines than Corduroy And my bitches be gorgeous boy Showtime i hope you recordin boy
boy Young nigga thats addicted to the Polaroids And i gave these niggas more lines than Corduroy And my bitches be gorgeous boy Showtime i hope you record em boy
