Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Kissing and running, kissing and running away
Smell of you baby, my senses My senses be praised Smell of you baby, my senses My senses be praised Kissing and runnin' Kissing and runnin' away Kissing
Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Kissing and running, kissing and running away Kissing
Traduzione: Rolling Stones. Cielo.
: Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Smell of you baby, my senses, my senses be praised Kissing and running, kissing and running away
Work hard get your doe at this thang But people look at me Judge, before they see the man Cash stones im losin for they deal my hand Could you roll one
What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us Just a stranger on the bus Trying to make his way home Like a holly Rolling Stone Back up to Heaven
dude you gon' lose Hit you with one-two's, your lungs bruised My foot in the butter so many crews call me doo-doo shoes. [West Stone] You know Stone
milli, now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies, [Juelz Santana:] Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy roll I'
a milli, now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies, [Juelz Santana:] Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy roll
Where the dash is And your casket or your fancy grave brick Can be the hot spot where the cherubim sit 'Til the Father says, "Roll back the stone bring
like it's rolling like a cold front thunder is thundering and lightening in tow and your tiny little life gets even smaller as you heed the heaven's mighty
life [x4] [Verse 2:] Won't somebody show me there's a few things my poppa never told me Maybe cause the stone still rolling no remorse yet It's a few
