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back home Gonna fall back in with that livin' And I'm never gonna roam From home, way down home Down home, way down home Down home, way down home Down home
Traduction: Martin, doyen. Down Home.
home (Way down home) Way down home (Way down home) Down home (Way down home) Way down home (Way down home) Down home (Way down home) Way down home (Way down home
one [Jay-Z] + (singer) Uhh, yeah... gangsta nigga! Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga Took your high score down, put my name up nigga Tore the doors down
see what he's seen but then take'em right back to see Martin Luther's dream I dream that I can tell Martin Luther we made it but half my black brothers
're all shot out We'll toss around toss around I'll go out on reconnaissance missions Then run home to recover You'll be sleeping with a couple of Dean Martins
Well it's lonesome in this old town Everybody puts me down I'm a face without a name Just walking in the rain Goin' back to Houston, Houston, Houston
from the old folks at home I ran into a friend of mine while wandering down the street He said he had a sister that I ought to meet He took me home
, the best service Hugh Hefner atmosphere, bikini extravaganza Blondes feed me hors d'ouerves, at the Playboy Mansion Poolside view, E&J mixed with Perrier Larger than Dean Martin
Jay-Z] + (singer) Uhh, yeah... gangsta nigga! Put my hustle down, tore the game up nigga Took your high score down, put my name up nigga Tore the doors down