Zonka passer, Zonka passer, Zonka passer Z'on q'ua passer les lachos Zonka passer Ils ne r'ont pas d'vieux os (Bis) Tu ferais mieux de revoir les
I'm glad to see you back, baby You been gone such a long, long time And now that you're back, baby Let's make up for long lost time Well, the day that
On la voyait passer toujours Pliee en deux Sous le poids d'un fagot mais plus souvent de deux On la voyait passer le matin et le soir Les cheveux bien
toute franchise Je n'peux pas me passer de toi Je n'peux pas me passer de toi L'amour ne se commande pas L'amour ne se commande pas Je n'peux pas me passer
Des oceans des deserts (Help myself!) Nous ne faisons que passer (Time to get away...) Dans l'ombre sous la lumiere (Help myself!) Nous ne faisons que passer
This is the time of year, that we learn to give And the greatest gift is learning to forgive We will have the best that time we ever knew If you forgive
I've been waiting for the stars to come out Dinner it was fine, But I can't lie 'cause I've been waiting for ya To come back to mine I've been, thinking
[Intro:] Nigga I ain't fucking around, SMS, get the message, get the message! SMS, get the message! [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I go hard full time, duck when
a pas d'heure La gueule en vrac Faut pecho l'bus de 7 heures Et faire son sac Tout ca pour voir la gueule de rais De mon prof de maths qui m'dit : Faut passer
Oh prends la vie comme elle passe en gardant une petite place pour tes reves bien au chaud et si le malheur te fait face pour graver sa dedicace dans
Je chante toujours ce que je sens, et mene ma vie comme je l'entends. Et meme si mon succes en depend, moi je garderai mon innocence. Je me fous de ce
Dolly Before the parade passes by Before it goes on, and only I'm left Before the parade passes by I've gotta get in step while there's still time left
She knew it about Route Three Oh, she blew it, you know she could've told me He can't say no, he can't ask why Go through it, highway bride <a href
(feat. Mario) [Mario:] uh huh, yeah yeah, bow wow mario,yall ready [Chorus] I'll move on Here I live by, knowing I don't like whats on the table Looking
There's a middle-aged woman, she is dragging her feet, she carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat. While the Mexican children kick rocks into the
Well in the air for the world today yeah. Five O'Clock and those walls are slowly closin'. You get home so down and worn out, thunderstruck. Yeah fits
