up and I cock it Send bout a couple off in your nog And hear them 808?s and they knocking Whole club and they rocking Rose in them buckets All my homies
Front page of the magazine said, "Don't believe a word you read, I'm just telling lies - Just telling lies..." Fall short this time of goals you rose
boss veut te voir snoop dogg le boss veut te voir fifty le boss veut te voir dans ma vie c'est rien j'ai des flingue et des rose des polosse devant le four
Restraining ourselves, till the moment's right Saving ourselves, for our wedding night After four years of dating, I decided to take a risk I held both your hands, and kissed your rose
Ours is pathetic in my own humble estimation I love the planet The great benign she-wolf Benefactor Spinning gently on towards the red giant four aeons hence When all the rose
it's federal [Equipto:] Tell 'em there's no limit, see baby just roll with it Knowin it's so vivid, it's easily four digits A day, when ya livin it way
Ecoutez moi ca Ca vient de sortir du four Ca croustille c'est tiede C'est bon comme l'amour C'est l'histoire veridique De trois petits nains Qui en
rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down Four walked in, they're crazy paid up Sharp
AZ: Just like a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga Compose the liquor, caused me to stager, stumble over quicker Duckin' low, wit the four four,
(Words by Paul Frances Webster and Music by Sammy Fain) [Originally by The Four Aces] Love is a many splendored thing It's the April rose That only
always got love for Tupac [E-40:] Ooooh, [?] game impecable Work game incredible(how many songs did he do) Nine songs a day, no less than four A rap
mic Cause I'll go third, and he'll go fourth By the fifth you're dissed cause you lost Six is your beatdown, your title is seven Takin out your four
t know what I-- Little deuce coupe Yeah You don't know what I got She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor And she purrs like a kitten
Crip, Crip, Crip ended up more cripple than handy man Went hoo-ridin' and know who's hidin' in a minivan Surrounded by the sick Niggas count to four and
And underneath, the black light, Underneath it all Four and forty redheads meet, Come to doom 'til the dawn With threats of gas and rose motif Their lips apart like a swollen rose
The visitors All went, all went A drumming Dance a Don Pedro Do the Don Pedro Games after death Night dances 'round Samedi and Petre In Alchemy Salute the Four
the stroll Through the night the empty night Four years ago I thought you know me She gave it to me (Lonely, lonely) CHORUS: I seem to see a rose I