And your fingers through my hair Shake and crawl Through the willow There's a baby in our eyes And a second when we cry And I know no love will be here
And your fingers through my hair Shake and Crawl Through the willow There's a baby in our eyes And a second when we cry And I know no love will be here
Traduction: House of Love. Secouez et ramper.
None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it [CHORUS: Gwen Stefani] And
C With so much ease clearly Time for you the parents gonna tell their peers That their sons and daughters are filled with beers Now their sons and daughters are filled with fears Because lights and
concerned with fashion None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it And
fashion None of you ain't gizell, cat walk and imagine A lotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it And if I
drag, I'ma fool and be cool With an automatic click clack I wanna fuck and how to fuck you bigger Mama gonna dress and you all be better In the middle
birthday we comin through in a niggas trunk is a nigga named Screw and I got that boy Kici in heah and that boy Poyo and these hoes heah and we comin
None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it CHORUS: Gwen Stefani And
love the way I freak her Man, it's a trip how they do me, oh wee Make me everywhere like into me The money and the bitches, the cars with all the switches And the houses
cane, sugar cane Sure...we're gonna take our chances To turn and seek you Couldn't go Bono: "And again." Sure...we're without a reason I'm calling out for love
cane Sure...we're gonna take our chances To turn and seek you Couldn't go Bono: "and again." Sure...we're without a reason I'm calling out for love
None of you ain't Gisele, cat walk and imagine A lot of y'all Hollywood, drama, casted Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it And if I had to give
in the house, and it's on from there It's three o'clock in the morning, and we still don't care Cause they love our wax, on cassette and disc It's Commission
this way and i just tell em you know its the only way i take them drugs and get fucked up i pop them pills and get fucked up i puff that chron and get
