cursed Bitter cold within Days go by and still I think of you Days when I couldn't live my life without you Days go by and still I think of you Days
Days when I couldn't live my life without you Without you Without you Without you Without you Days go by Days go by Days go by Days go by Days go by Days go
my skin You leave me when I'm at my worst Like a feeling as if I've been cursed From the bitter cold within Days go by And still I think of you Days
Traduzione: Dirty Vegas. Days Go By.
Traduzione: Artisti Vari. Dirty Vegas - Days Go By.
with a ?? You can hang with the Sin City gang Fuck no I'm ridin dirty With the heat in my hand Stay bumpin when I'm swervin All days to the curbin Wonderin
by snucka?" "It ain't too hard to figga You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty drawers
i sleep, so give me my key! [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with heat
I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still sweet We will black wall street by the swapmeet with heat Def
where i sleep, so give me my key! [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
Lettin' go of hate so you don't waste energy Assemblies Field trips Remember that realness Usin' inner strength To you triumph over illness Honesty, loyalty Somebody that will spoil me Love my dirty
, "Whatchu mean by snucka?" "It ain't too hard to figga You call your nigga nucka, snucka means she-nigga And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty
a ?? You can hang with the Sin City gang Fuck no I'm ridin dirty With the heat in my hand Stay bumpin when I'm swervin All days to the curbin
low though, Black Tims, Lacross polo, Black peekhole, long nose 4-4. Ya never got your hands dirty, I'm outside with the grams early, Puffing life by
where I sleep, now give me my key! [N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still sweet We will black wall street by the swapmeet with heat
And love was nothin but another gun for you And I would hide it in my hopeless soul I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, I don't know, you
