I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers
you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to
know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers
know you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers
Traduzione: Rolling Stones. Dead Flowers.
I know you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers
think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my
no mo' X myself from doing dirt, now it's time to flow Since '92 fool, brothers recognize me Just a black G, peace to G.P. and Gotti Slanging stones like
I-L-L-Y Why should we tell y'all why? Where why and how we ride? P-H-I-L-L-Y [Verse 3 - Gillie] A'yo rap cancer, flow sick I flow iller My goal is to
set it off [Verse One: Crackerjack] Ya dumb dunce it goes once upon the rhyme, Jack is out to clench a fist and drop flows that gets papes like The
't tell her what my private thoughts were but she had some way of finding them out. He took dead-center aim but he missed just the same, she was waiting, putting flowers
mind into stone When that one goes rolling Maybe you'll find one of your own Putting civility to rest Changing hands into fists Turmoil easily erupts I hope the dead