Maman dort maman dort mokobe : maman a mal depuis le jour ou sur l?ile de core elle a vu partir beaucoup de ses enfants adores puis toutes ses richesses
I live in a cake the one that I make don't wanna hear about my mistakes this is the chance I take I live in a cake the one that I make try not to worry
The spirit's always willing when it's fed; When it's not fed the spirit's dead. And if the spirit really wants to dance It needs a little more than bread
On a far away island of Salamasond Yertle the turtle Was king of the pond A nice little pond It was clean it was neat The water was warm There was plenty
(Featuring Alejandro Sanz) Shakira: AAaaay... AAaaay... Busca a otro perro con ese hueso y nos decimos adios No pido que todos los dias sean de
I'm looking good, got my shoulders back, A few more drinks, I'm up to dance, I get the eye as I lift my glass, the first time in six months, She looks
Look into two loving eyes Part the two well shaped legs Gently squeeze two milk containers Grease the fur lined bowl B-N-C B-N-C B-N-C B-N-C Now add
Tiens, une petite voix me glisse quatre verites Qui passent la rampe et gravissent l'escalier Les jambes tirent et les yeux ont tourne, Va savoir, ou
eyes are on the screen but they won't budge. greed. lust. sex. trust. sex is stripped of all that's pure. raping innocence choking on the noose that we
And they said you were a true gentleman even 'til the end. The likes of which we'll rarely see again. I found myself alone wandering, oh searching deep
Some folks say that life is just a veil of tears Not me man, I can't pack enough into these years I don't care if it's spring, summer, winter or fall
Money, money, money, money Cake I need the cake nigga The Unit don't play, we rap but we strapped Buck got the shotgun, 50 got the mack Spida got the
Imagine me and you, I do I think about you day and night It's only right Ta think about the girl you love, and hold her tight. So happy together If I
[Hook:] You know you wrong Took care of you bitch when a nigga was home You don't do a real nigga like that gotta put my hands on you when tha kid get
Chorus: We all in the club drinkin that clear Chuck, chucks on my feet rocks on my ear Diamonds on my necklace candy on my cut We tryna get high nigga
What's haaaaanin? Ay check this out, Imma tell you whut's real man. Ya know what I mean...I don't need ya baby daddy callin' me and shit after the club