Away from an eye that sees there's nothing left to trust Finding that their minds are gray And there's no sorrow in the world that's left to trust Sitting
Traduzione: Pretty Things. Trust.
old with me Starting out just the two of us Pretty soon they'll be a few of us We'll love and cherish and give our trust Grow old with me Pretty face
for his sin is pretty outrageous I seen him park the car, suicide doors Without Christ he walking through a suicide door The dollar bill say in God we trust
emptiness The world is a girl I'm raping The real TV's taping the whole thing And you were doing nothing but watch me I am the people you trust You're
And that's my word [Chorus] We came too far To throw it all away (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, believe me, ugh) We came way too far pretty thing
this work boo? I know you been feelin pain, things are not the same "Waitin to Exhale" while I'm sittin in the county jail Keep yo' head up, cause things
From Down to Earth Soundtrack Hey girls did you know that pretty boys ain't in no more You better find you a love you can trust and respect you like
me (Woah), She'll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh), Don't trust a ho, Never trust a ho, Won't trust a ho, Won't trust me. She wants to touch me (
), She'll never leave me (Woah, woah, oh, oh), Don't trust a ho, Never trust a ho, Won't trust a ho, Cause the ho Won't trust me. X's on the back of
[Intro:] Manamana [Sample: 8thW1] "Baby, baby, you don't understand" (Why we... why you so in a rush?) "But if you find" (That shit ain't pretty all
't. It just means oral sex. It can be used for both sexes. Adam: Are you sure? Cos I'm pretty sure it's referring to pleasuring the male... Andrew: Adam, trust
you didn't want me (but you do) It's kinda like a comedy Well first you kiss me Then you say we're through I say you got some issuses (yeah, you do) Some things
and now lil mama wanna roll What cha tell em uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh Uh huh uh huh uh huh Ain't another pretty known like me I can buy a bar seven
it to get money from the government And Blake thinks angels grow when you plant angel dust He shakes his head and blinks his pretty eyes But trust
faked it to get money from the Government. And, Blake thinks angels grow when you plant Angel dust. He shakes head and blinks his pretty eyes but, Trust
all for my dick I had it goin on, then I started to slip, why? [Chorus] [AMG] It used to be a three-oh-fo' thing, a big ol' hoe thing State to state
stops the world from moving on And nothing stops the cute boys with short haircuts Who surround me each day Not so grand we're in demand But pretty like they say Not pretty