Someone's got it in for me I don't want your sympathy Life just never turned out how I wanted it to Should have been a shooting star Could have made
Someone's got it in for me I don't want your sympathy Life just never turned out how I wanted it to Could have been a shooting star Should have made
Traduction: James. Quelqu'un l'a eu à ma place.
come for you Some sunny day they?re gonna come for you Sooner or later said you know that it?s true Some sunny day they?re gonna come for you You think
, I don't love the hoes Someone let the cat out the bag, now it's time to stuff his face Back, then I smother that mothafucka 'til it suffocates Who?
a hoes Someone left a cat out the bag now it's time to stuff his face Bag in that bitch thought of that little motherfucker till it suffocates, Who You
that you adore, Well I got it, I got it, I wonder if id be happy without it, I doubt it, I try not to really think about it, I made it but I'm still playin
it hurts you when you're in love with someone And you know that someone don't love you It carries a heavy burden on your heart To know that the someone
it gangsta or keep it classy, (did I) anything else you wanna know, just ask me. [Verse 3:] John F. Kennedy's enemies dealt with treachery, it interests me
get hurt. Or you could buy some protection from me. 'Cause if someone's got to die To pay for the shit they done I believe in an eye for an eye What
drinkin' Alize I don't play nobody that's makin' no sense today You got your own mind, so you think it's ok (It's not ok) Telling themselves lies, Mos
James Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you to do your THANG THANG Somethin in the street went, BANG BANG Makin it hard for you
that you adore Well I got it, I got it I wonder if I'd be happy without it I doubt it I try not to really think about it I made it but I'm still playing
If it's not you moaning, then it's someone else Jumping down my throat, every chance you get If it's not you crying, then it's probably me You're a little
On Golden Blonde' Got it going on, more James Bond than Sean John Conned James Cahn for a ticket to Cannes And I Love Ferris Bueller like tchhickachickkaa Please, don't ask me