do Holding on to you Noo You feel the same way I do Holding on to you Noo Into the ways again I go Holding on to you I found a way to make it through
Traduction: Story Of The Year. Holding On To You.
I do Holding on to you Noo You feel the same way I do Holding on to you Noo Into the ways again I go Holding on to you I found a way to make it through
go Holding on to you I found a way to make it through Holding on to you Into the waves again I go Holding on to you I found a way to make it through So
ride around Houston with that plastic Hand on my steel wood grain wheel You can [? ] with the diamond on my grill You can hide behind the part the diamonds on
raw And everyday, I put new shoes on my feet Sugar brown ladies or red bones on my meat I'ma skip with the rub or not, on my sheets And ride with a big
I'm tryin' to say is thank you For over ten years of the ghetto gospel You've paved the way for young black women to prosper How you paint pictures you
you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love
Royce Da Five-Nine] [Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years
you to hold on Your eyes have opened But you've got to go on I'll comfort you, I'll stay with you It's a promise not forgotten Now I hear you in my mind
last for ever Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years, there's only two more years Two more years so hold on You've cried enough
. Always a thug nigga what? Fuck it, let's shoot up the club. If any of you niggas get pumped thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get
why don't you come along Well we can help you at least We'll make you into a big star By playing your guitar But the joke was on me They left me flat
t wait to get you into my Benz, take you for a spin What you mean we aint fuckin', you take me for a friend? Let me tell you the whole story of Shady'
guts to you We just met, but I think I'm in love with you But you're on it too, so you tell me you love me too Wake up in the mornin like "Yo, what the
[Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years ago, two outlaws took
calicos! Word has it we move mathematic on rappers Who don't add up, you get broke, battered and slapped up 8 million stories in the nekkid call yo man
