Stars of the midnight ranges Shining through the night Stars of the midnight ranges Light my way tonight While my herd is grazin' Guide them til the
Traduzione: Johnny Bond. Dieci bottiglie Little.
Traduzione: Johnny Bond. Hot Rod Lincoln.
Tell me how ya feel! I feel good tonight, talk to me tell me how do ya feel so that everything's alright Word is bond! Busta Rhymes keep it comin one
(feat. Johnny P) [Verse One: Belo] Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this Song smooth not reckless Swing
(feat. Method Man, Redman) [Method Man on a phone] "Ayyo, this is Meth, a-k-a Johnny Blaze Word up and this is second out the Drunken Master Yeah, I
Gilardos, Hennies and Chryslers All the different color gems to match the rims on ya Spider Indianapolis throwback, Johnny Unidas Stash box to hide it, James Bond
my brew, before the night is through Honies askin Pu', "Can you woo woo woo?" Yes I got the skills that'll always pay the bills "My, my, my," like Johnny
he'd never let her down Don't turn your back on it, it goes on and on It's gonna last forever, the blood red bond of love Johnny went astray and he
, hustlin is just a struggle Tryin to make this loot double, and watch my block bubble When you hustle hand to hand, can't afford to lose a bond Every
you say its alright Its alright [Johnny Richter] We used to be smooth as silk so how it go wrong? How we let are love go and loose are tight close bond
Whats up everybody, is your boy Johnny Richter The same mother fucker you used to see in pictures With a bong, a joint, a pipe, or a big bag The crickedy
me wanna pull out a gun? First name's Camille, Camille's name be on When you creepin' on the real with my word is bond See catch me out in the night pouring
go off and now a murder bout I'm out My raps play the part like a Get Smart secret agent in a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny Blaze and Tony Starks in
votres Faut pas m?en vouloir si j?kidnappe vos fils ! ! ! Ici le Clyde Brownie, Fat bonda dents jaunies Hyde-hop pony sans Bonnie please Johnny Be good
Well, the farmer prayed for a better year And the crops were good like the Lord did hear But his barn burned down with winter near The answer came in
It had rained for 3 days straight But the sun was beginning to shine Two riders were approachin? But they were no friends of mine. Called out
miss's fine model chick, big behind bad enough to skip the line but to me she just a nine i hop up out that double o you can call me mr. bond bitch i
