you to know you belong in my life I love the hope I see in your eyes For you I would fly at least I would try For you I'll take the last flight out I
Traduction: Plus One. Last Flight Out.
you to know You belong in my life I love the hope I see in your eyes For you I would fly At least I would try For you I'll take The last flight out I
out of wack as I creep around the back of the jet My forehead's wet I keep praying Thinking to myself my next life brings wealth 'Cause this one is nothing
Knock em out _then check em in And stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind The nine shot, punch you in your naval and rip your spine out
is taking too long Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn Blood comin out
Aow, what the fuck is that? I'm 'bout to light my medication Hey yo Doc Whattup? Let's do this shit Okay then, light one up for ya boy out there Yo, let
hoes to be stuck with one Too many wet pussies just to be fuckin' one, shit It's like a disease, like JT in 'Five Heartbeats' It's impossible for me to be with one
understand if you got other plans But I can't see you hand in hand with another man I been on auto-pilot since we last spoke And I don't wanna board this flight
The new edition, is this the end of your last night? in the daytime, you couldn't see me with a flashlight I crash flights on sights of my enemies I'm
you can handle this pressure with the lights out I'm catchin' flights out, D-rockin' plus I'm trifed out Brooklyn Mint hats and sweatas, with the nights out
Verse one: {tec-9} It all started in the streets at the age of ten I started hangin' out late snatchin' purses with my friends I went solo one day on
, some people call it a mental phase Nigga, I got a head but ain't no screws in it I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase Verse one
Eve] You know I'm at the door point fox rippin' 'em out And you're the only one that can tame me When I'm flippin em out Bite's lethal, no recovering
you addicted now you wanna get (high) but you ain't takin flight And since you're out, sleepin, sweet dreams, cause we be breakin night Creatin tight songs One
taking too long Everybody get the fuck back, excuse me bitch, gimme your jack One, seven one eight, nine one one, low battery, damn Blood comin' out
pretenders can't roll like I can Like Nas said bitch, all I need is one mic Turn a priest into a player, turn a nun to a dyke On a first class flight,
