disease But I like it Brace myself and hit the wall with ease I'm colliding, I'm not minding the pain I've been down here before All my bones and joints
same disease But I like it Brace myself and hit the wall with ease Colliding I'm not minding the pain I've been down here before All my bones and joints
the same disease But I like it Brace myself and hit the wall with ease Colliding I'm not minding the pain I've been down here before All my bones and joints
of her wedding gown, But I left her standing before love came to town. Ran into a juke joint when I heard a guitar scream, The notes were turning blue
need to communicate Get up, explore Tune in and don't ignore Let the groove in your shoes Release you from the blues Come on, sing along Join in this
be thug. [Fabolous] Niggas don't wanna play around, they see how calm I do things swarm in a blue range, armed with two flames Flex play my joints,
Y baila, baila sin pararse, sin pararse Como mi amor por ti I tell you what I use to do Not to feel blue It's like a trick that can change your life
didn't come here for no mad concession Don't rip me off 'Cause I'm a Blue chip (Long hair) Gilted (Weirdo) Carte blanche, bona fide 18 carat man of means My joint
as the lace of her wedding gown But I left her standing before love came to town I ran into a juke joint when I heard a guitar scream The notes were turning blue
icepack to write that? His teeth are loose now, his neck needs a noose How dare you say you're holding guns, you're rolling with Beetlejuice I black out 'til I'm blue
secondes On serait choisi, on serait sure On danserait sur le toit du monde On vit pourtant ses dechirures, ses rires Ses pleurs, ses frustrations Ses coups de blues
I wish I was in a band. Being a solo singer makes me blue So if you want to join my band here's what I can offer you. We'd be called Throat Culture and
brand new down to your toes [Dolly, Ambrose, Cornelius, & Barnaby:] Get out your feathers, your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For there's no blue
That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, play it again That's the joint, that's the jam Turn that shit up, play it again That's the joint
chick-a-doom doom) [Taboo] Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real I don't need no steel to make my point Get down and dirty cuz that's my joint
2003, with the flow. Blue Ooh right, finished work on a Saturday night In a mood and I wanna play I say in for my click around my way Hit the joint where
same route We gotta get together, join each other And can't you see what I've got for you? Yeah I'm happy, happy, happy, happy, happy, and not you can turn me blue