my ticket; 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting
ticket till then, won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million, yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe you're a shooting star
need my ticket; 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting
Traduzione: Guns 'N' Roses. One In A Million.
ticket; 'til then Won't you cut me some slack? You're one in a million Yeah, that's what you are You're one in a million, babe You're a shooting
burn and get a million-five, and a tax return that be reapin up, and no keeping up with the Jonses Long live P.E. and ban Guns'n'Roses New Kids on the
s a problem, and you can't stop him [Tity Boi:] I got a buncha shit I got a buncha shit Buncha flows, buncha dough, me and a buncha hoes drop some elbows
hid the waste Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a Straight give a nigga guillotine
the child Moses A bastard in a basket, my gat spit Till the palbearers close the casket And that's it, the end of the chapter The beginnin of the next one
Wait, that's just enough for you to follow Heavyweight rap, I spit for much for you to swallow Blap, Blap, number one with a bullet Play with them guns
burn And get a million-five, and a tax return That be reapin' up and no keepin' up with the Jonses Long live P.E. and band Guns 'n' Roses New kids on
around But now she lays in a filthy room She kills the pain with a fuck and a spoon In the streets garbage lies Protected by a million flies You
worst place, hid the waste Need a replacement killa, hustle dope shit so I'm a drug dealer So for real-a, on point wit the nine mill-a Straight give a
