(Jack Bruce) Driving in my car, smoking my cigar, The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.* Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. Singing
Driving in my car, smoking my cigar The only time I'm happy's when I play my guitar Ahh, ahh Singing in my yacht, what a lot I got Happiness is something
Traduzione: Crema. NSU.
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Do you know what they say, Do you know what they say, what they say about you? Do you know what they do? Do you know what they do, when you leave the
Ce n'est pas un crime, Je suis ne dans un ice-cream, Et les gens qui jasent, Disent que ma mere m'a nourri au jazz. J'ai eu deux petits freres et quatre
N-T & S-N-Double O-P Were internationaly known and locally respected Boy i know you done heard about me [50 Cent] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T & S-N-Double O-P
about shit this one goes to my hustlers gettin' money [Eightball] sometimes baby all about my E-N-D's in the N-Y chillin' with B-U-S-T we tight puttin
watch me close u can't stop these flows mi watch look like a rocky road yea I talk about ice cuz u kno I make cream da onli way u stoppin dat is in yo
Touch a nigga like brail, jacks are hotter than the third rail Scale to tip in my favor, the livest save Grade up in the U.S. now let?s get this paper
means nothing to me. Chasing the dust in the cream when in a month you could be R.I.P. so you better make sure that it C-O-U-N-T's. we gone do that man
da games, the homies sold by from da Lakers It's all da same, different faces and names Da conversation changes, ya hoes run for cream ? quicka and new
to go back to the lab Formula one, get a pen and a pad Let's start with the basic, A-B-C, one-two-three My g-u-n in your f-a-c-e Break your body down,
mind up faster ay gimme all u got but u can keep yalittle necklace an that bullshit watch (i aint got nothin man) u bullshittin me u betta lay it down nigga like u
And you don't know, move on and let him go I turn your all night into a three minute tiger He swallow my elixir like them gold Godivas U d-o-n-t k-n-o
