shelf She said, "Don't hand me no lines And keep your hands to yourself" But baby baby baby, why you treat me this way? You know I'm still your lover
Traduction: Aussie Calling. Keep Your Hands To Yourself.
Traduction: The Calling. Keep Your Hands To Yourself.
Traduction: Sweet Home Alabama Soundtrack. The Calling - Gardez vos mains pour vous.
it makes you less sad, I'll move out of the state. You can keep to yourself. I'll keep out of your way. And if it makes you less sad, I'll take your
[Intro] On them streets You better keep your hand on them heats And live what you sayin' on them beats Real talk.. [Verse 1] They ain't walkin' the walk
anymore When she sleeps as a witness Got no better hands Tied a single stutter Do you speak my dialect Accidents will happen Keep your earnings to yourself
darkness! Books with worms! Jherri suited with last names like perms! niggas, get your hands of your cracks, come to terms with yourself If you don't
wit me I empty out my clip, reload and keep-on. [Chorus] Keep on.. And I wont stop Fuck wit me, I promise imma make you breathing stop. I keep on, wit
me I empty out my clip, reload and keep on [Hook - 2x] Keep on, and I won't stop Fuck with me, I promise I'ma make your breathing stop I keep on, with
get you it's the E and D So what's another murder nigga you brought this on yourself I'ma do it to you slow and make you want to chrome yourself You
in yourself like a man Or call on jesus when you see that warm blood on your hands If the sun ain't shining, you better try to keep breathing You won
you sleep and raise up, you gat to fight for yourself b4 you find yourself by yourself wit your hands up, you gat to be strong, you gat to hold on, you gat to keep keeping
my first born, feel me .. My words to my first born .. Mmm! (Yeah) These are the words to my first born .. Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your
matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro, my rap flows (yeah) Militant, y'all faggots ain't killin shit Oops Cristal keep
too kill the industry and leave me out of a job You niggaz strain yourself, to maintain yourself And now you playin with enough rope to actually hang yourself
you got it baby Pick out what you want Reclimb your seat back And let yourself go You ain't a Mr. Berrada I spit that cash flow Now let her hands go Lil
your near me I never can behave You give me a smile and I'm wrapped up in your magic There's music all around me Crazy music, music that keeps calling
