Waiting I'm waiting for you in my dreamland I'm talking about my heaven Tell me that you'll be there Sailing I'm sailing the course of the river Leaving
Like a movie now you're livin your life but you know the way how you can rewind why don't you open your eyes and don't waste your time I believe
Di Lupin al mondo uno c'e ne' e sempre pronto all'avventura lui e un tesoro al sicuro non e' se c'e nel torno Lupin e con il rischio gioca sempre
Lonely, lonely, lonely Hey, you're never alone on your way open your eyes I'm here again movin' on, movin' on, movin'on lay down on me and don't be
When I'm looking for emotion I can see it in your eyes Now I'm living in the sunshine Cause you're here by my side and sometimes... Memories run
the way me ringai. Hey Mister DJ Hit with a replay Check it Hey why you all in my face. Give me some leeway. Got you doin' what we say. Other nigga's
[feat. Fabolous, Flo Rida, Fat Joe, Rick Ross & Lloyd] [DJ Khaled:] Yeah I met this shorty last night right [Fabolous:] Real Rap [DJ Khaled:] And
(feat. T-Pain, Young Jeezy, Ludacris, Busta Rhymes, Big Boi, Lil Wayne, Fat Joe, Birdman and Rick Ross) DJ Khaled We the best Who We nigga We the best
(feat. Rick Ross, Plies & Lil Wayne) Welcome to my hood (Where the hood at) (Where the hood at) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if
(feat. Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & others) [DJ Khaled:] Diaz Brothers DJ Khaled I rep my city Dade County, let's go! [Trick Daddy:] Dade County stand
[feat. T-Pain, Rick Ross, Plies & Lil Wayne] [Chorus: T-Pain] Welcome to my hood (Where the hood at) (Where the hood at) Welcome to my hood Everybody
and Busta Rhymes, was drinkin and smockin hickory, on the porch one time When I came up with this line: I was perkin off of some of that Carlos Rossi
and Rick from Royal Flush I came up, in the ghetto manye, the G way Listenin to Luke and the Ghetto Style DJ's Poison Clan, Shy-D and the Gucci Crew Dreamin
back three Now, all four uncles E&J wanna tossi Martini and Rossi had to get the niggaz off me He got jacked for his Dana's, in other words (give it
last twenty years spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black That's why they gave Ricky Ross
buy red I ain't trippin don't wanna let the killas in blue start me Wake up again I'm a DJ Clue party With Diddy and Jim Jones, Juele and Rick Ross, Cat
the fourth grade and up to junior high My voice was mad [?] but my flow was type fly And if there ever was a party, son, yo, I would set it And tell the DJ
, brothers just started rhymin last month They gettin fat deals on any major label When they only seen other people hold the mic cable Five years ago when we was dancin house When the DJ
