Pat him*, kiss him, Stroke him, bless him; Three days sunshine, Three days rain. Pat him, kiss him, Stroke him, bless him; Little boy** All well again
Traduzione: Bambini Lyrics. Tutti i migliori!.
one day we might fall And the only choices we givin got our backs against the wall. And I know we're all God's children He's got love for us all We been
I wanted to protect and support her Never mind I'm just 12 and a quarter I had dreams beyond our border. Is it true when they say all you need is
all through yo' squad Y'all ni**az scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all It's like a hot, heated day homie, warfare don't play homie Better be
Ain't ridin' 4 3 felonys It's time to plan, plot, and strategize Capitolize, mobilize We in the war y'all It's for all y'all My family to the ones that
they industry and fade them fools You know the rules, gotta be a rider You can run the red lights but read the street signs, heyy This for all of y'all
all the attention that you could get Soon you would push your luck just to get all you needed .......'Til now all the shame remained unspoken .....But watch how the children
Christmas He knows if you been good or bad, happy or sad So be good for goodness sake You better not pout You better not cry You better not shout I'm
t down to shoot nobody Why you frontin, I can see your blind man's bluff So why you frontin, baby, I know you better You kick your ruffneck slang, but I know better
(feat. Malika) [Chorus: Malika, P.S.] All I wanna do is spend some time with you. And all I wanna do is bump 'n grind with you. Can we get together
threats, cause I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers Them cowards fucked wit the wrong building, they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children
niggaz steady ballin'.. You bitch niggaz just jealous! And you bitches is jealous too, that's why y'all keep bumping y'all gums! You bitches! Fuck all y'all
abolish all the knowledge that he can understand Livin with Lucifer, yo, you better cease Cause it's all about peace [VERSE 2: Bret E.B.] Wise but still wonderin, all
your troubles behind and all your hard time blues Because becomin an adult can leave your mind in a twirl When you think you know it all in a mad, mad
