Paroles:
King B Turn On To B B King

Oh, Lordy, Lord Oh, Lordy, Lord Oh, it hurt me so bad for us to part Oh, but some day, baby, I ain't gonna worry my life anymore You on my mind every

be jigging on they tippy toes So she take me in like her vitamins and minerals You ain't on my signal, you analogue or digital Grand hustle champion, someone turn my anthem on

full of liquor remember me in "tha who the [? ] is thicka" but I'm on swangas Today and everything is blue over gray look out houston tx Z-Ro is on his

And diamonds on my hands and diamonds in my house Shinning so bright Even in the night Smoking on cush what the fuck is top flight I'm only on the good

Martin Luther B.B. King You had a dream and you make us swing Doctor Winston J.F.K. You had a dream but they blew you away Americana panorama Big apple

wit the willies the real shot call-az (Bun B) I got one life to live Follow that light that keeps on guidin me Hate-az tryin me Hoes is a-bidein me Media ride me King

u b mah side? (B C:) Ma, stay on grind, money stay on mah mind, stay on mah mind (A:) Wut we got jus dont seem rite (B C:) Yea, we alwayz fite but its

neeto I rock wave forms a f***** with no neeto music revolution like underground beetles yeaaa, you can?t rock it like us b**** you need to shut the f*** up I?m on a mission I?m on

-t-Timbo We gon get on down Uhuh uh, we gon get on down (Oh) B-Rocka, fricki uh We gon get on down (Oh) We gon get on down (Oh) Timbo the king,