Ha vuelto ha suceder y jure no volverlo a hacer Tres botellas a mi lado indican que falle otra vez y este dolor en mi cabeza, me hace pensar mas en ella
Come on Finish me off, follow the plan Break all the bonds, sever the ties And now your mission is complete Find and destroy me Torturing me with words
ever heard of a MC-murderer? This is the death penalty and I'm servin' a Death wish, so come on step to this Hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist
[Chorus: repeat 2X] How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that I never
win it Yo, what could I possibly be sayin' Man, when I do it like that? Just kickin' lyrics Dope lyrics Funky lyrics Unlawful lyrics Yo, drop your lyrics
like this, I got lyrics to go I got lyrics to go, I got lyrics to go, I got lyrics to go I got lyrics to go, I got lyrics to go, I got lyrics to go I
Words and Music by Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart I want to be free like the bluebird flying by me Like the waves out on the blue sea Your love has to tie
Ahora sabes qué Huye a lo que soy El profeta que Ábrete ahí te voy Como explicarte como es el juego de la vida Mis enemigos sonr
I feel oh so glamorous, looking super fabulous Sometimes I'm insecure, something I can't ignore All the flashing cameras, try my best to handle it I'm
Tell me babe, how many do I shed my tears? Every heart, every heart is not a gentle yet Shall I do? I can never say my loneliness Every heart doesn't
guessin I'm fresh and dope and wild and wicked get your ticket, come straight to the jam I'll rip it Original lyrics, original lyrics, original lyrics
Four years you think for sure That?s all you?ve got to endure All the total dicks All the stuck up chicks So superficial, so immature Then when you graduate
Let's Go I wanna go to Ibiza (Let's Go) I wanna go to Argentina (Let's Go) Yeah...I wanna go and dance (Dance) I wanna dance in Paris, France (Let
(Bell Ring) I wanna see you move. Can you turn me up a little more Oh, baby, baby. Oh, baby, baby. Do you like it? Oh, baby, baby. Oh, baby, baby,
Ciara) baby boy will you just listen up for the tenth time.I'm getting rid of you just always slaking.I'm doing every thing for you Why don't you get
You know I've been so lonely every night Since you went away Would you let me down any night Is that the way you're made girl I keep telling myself it
Elvis Presley - Trouble Lyrics (words & music by Leiber - Stoller) If you're looking for trouble You came to the right place If you're looking for trouble
ever heard of a MC-murderer? This is the death penalty,and I'm servin' a Death wish, so come on step to this Hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist