know what I mean now) (Way down inside) I believe it He came down down down down down down down Yes I mean down down down down Yes he did From the glorious
you know what I mean now) (Way down inside) I believe it He came down down down down down down down Yes I mean down down down down Yes he did From the
what I mean now) (Way down inside) I believe it He came down down down down down down down Yes I mean down down down down Yes he did From the glorious
Traduzione: Beach Boys \u0026amp; Fat Boys. Si Came Down.
in the days when kids were mack daddies Striped Lee jeans, playboys and Caddies Long Beach, the M.O.K. center He almost caught a bad one when he tried
tryin to be no hater But he ain't got no cash [AZ:] You know he hustle, so he's trouble All he see is he can free fuck you, feed you junk food It's just
still had this did y'all-haha [Chorus - Paul Wall] I'm the weatherman ain't nobody stoppin' my reign Alot of watered down rappers still hot cuz I came
came with or without boys, And Make my wish for the day: No more revenge cobbler or whiskey pie. My cheeks will be the color of dead jellyfish lying on the beach
when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac Wish
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the
why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
He lives his life down on the beach, his grilfriend's got the skin of a peach. He likes a good time and he knows how to get it, rolls his own, you've
is dancing Down on the beach The starlight is steaming He'd like to be dreaming His senses are screaming Not to be denied... But if the spell of the night should win He