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Traduction: L'amour est rouge. Losing You.
Brewers throw backs [Chorus] Throwback this, Throwback that They even look better with the matching hat All you gotta check is the players stats It aint where you for its where you
'd drift away Citizens of nowhere with no red and blue divide We'd leave the world Where greed and propaganda multiplies Everywhere is love Everyone is love Everywhere is love
I'ma sip Moscato And you 'gon lose dem pants Then I'ma throw this money While you do it with no hands Girl drop it to the flo' I love the way yo booty
Hey you got me in a trans, you take of yo pants You pop on a handstand you got me sweating please pass me a fan DAMN! [Chorus:] Girl the way you movin
Desert Rose Why do you live alone If you are sad I'll make you leave this life Are you white, blue or bloody red All I can see is drowning in cold grey
one, all they internal sins On pen and paper, and right now, they fin to let You know how it is, it's a chance, God bless us Allah, you number one [Wood
you ready ha, Rock yeah you dropping that hot shit You really dropping that hot shit ha, Z-Ro let me Hear what you gonna sing for this one, come on [Z-Ro] Three liter big red
Tricky Can't be with the one you love then love the one you're with Spliff in the ashtray, red stripe I pull the lid Her touch tickles, especially when
that I knew was right If you decide to detest Like you do when trying As far as picking up your chest That be suicide, nigga See that trigger All you do is
your eye You know that I come every time you cry In the back of this LA cab You drive me so mad Hold you til my hands bled That's the red I wish I had
my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money Just those that love me to pretend to love
I ran with the local street gang They say the light is faded But still shine in the dark You can easy been a man But you is a boy in your heart
in my shoes and you'd be crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus I got nothing to lose (that's why I got gang related) got nothing to lose 5x nothing to lose
the old school ... Remember seein Brooklyn go crazy up in the motherfuckin party? Member how fuckers used to go, "Is Brooklyn in the house?" and motherfuckers would lose
the night We're wounded by fear Injured in doubt I can lose myself You I can't live without Yeah, you keep me holding on In Red Hill Town See the lights
you smell that? What's that? I smell pussy. Is that you Irv? I smell pussy. Is that you Ja? I smell pussy. Is that you Black? I smell pussy. Is that you
