hey Mr. Jack is that to mouth or shout in your eyes hey Mr. Jack is that the cause of your surprise hey where you at on the side of the freeway
Traduzione: System Of A Down. Hey Mr Jack.
jack He don't know I got a glock 'til his ass get shot Like a motherfucking thug disease Craving beats like they motherfucking drugs to me, hey What's
I'll just.. I'll just get your frisbee." Momma: "All right baby." Mr. Chasen: "Here you go." Momma: "Thank you. Thanks. Thank Mr. Chasen, boys!" Boys: "Thanks Mr. Chasen!" Mr
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huh, I'm a looney bitch More deadly than the venom that some anacondas spit The Marilyn Monroe, of the ghetto I'm a sucker for cornrows, niggas in Timbos hey
[Intro] Ace Hood (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta (Ay, Get Em Up) (Ay, Get Em Up) Chea (Ay, Get Em Up) Gutta, Gutta, Hey [Verse 1] I got my drop top rollin'
knock, bang, bang, where the cash at? (Hey where the cash?) Where the cash at? (Hey, Where the cash?) Where the cash at? (Hey, Where the cash?) Hey knock
Kuno, Zampa, Rido, Mista e Jap, siamo dei punk e abbiamo menti da rap ehy yo fratello,dimmi come funziona in Italia,Milano,Treviso e Verona Jap: Hey
pocket book (look)you kno you shook u aint got to hide yo face bitch (yes sir) yea its mr click clacka bitch i jack the jackas (Thanks to mz rellz for
(feat. Master P, Mr. Serv-On) [Hook: sample] Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it
(feat. Masta Ase, Special Ed) "Here comes the pitch .. and it comes in wide. And the count now is one and one to Jackie Robinson. Billy Martin.. " [
(chorus - I swear to God it feel like death is fucking callin me. But naw you wouldn't understand....) Ayo hit wit at least ten, beat again Hey Cam'
(feat. Tyga) [Chris Brown:] Uh, Boom, Boom We ballin' in the room Sweepin' up my competition call me Mr. broom Knockin' niqqaz over, call me bulldozer
It's spoiled Don't drink the milk! (But why?) It's spoiled (Hey daddy tell him why) The milk is spoiled!! [Verse Two: Kirk Gowdy] Every night (night), youth get tested (ested) Mr
haha so bently out ma fuckin mind know behave soo silly she really wanna get with me cause she kno a nigga hot chille peppers and every single heffa want this fella reals mr.hugh heffner mr
] vest up just to make a mess, umm 2-1 - use to run it wild with the young'n The wrestlers, and just beneath the promise where I'm from 'n' Hey sweet
be.. Mr. Big! [chorus:] Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big Mr. Big, Mr. Big, but not because of my size. Mr. Big, Mr. Big, they call him Mr. Big Mr
