feel the shame All hands on deck, now The sea is getting rough again You see him out your window Even when you close the blinds And all you ever wanted
Vertaling: The Black Keys. All You Ever Wanted.
you close the blinds And all you ever wanted Was someone to treat you Nice and kind Take a step before running Take a breath now before you die When you
with some chop sticks, i told you i got this [Chorus] You know they mad cause cause cause I'm hood rich you aint never ever seen good trick You want
[Intro] Yeah Yeah You niggas know it's the Gang or kill yourself right? Yeah Yup [Verse 1] Red hat, black Chucks, black 501's on That's your baby momma
im comin for you and then im gunnin for you i dont get blunted with you, get hundreds with you bitch nigga imma kill you if i wanted with you you could
that you could ever need No, I don't wanna be the guy to see you go 'Cause I don't want to see you leave I grab my coat and you grab your keys We're
[Pusha T] It?s like an itch you can?t scratch It?s like a bitch you can?t shake I still want it Sleeping with the finest The thread count is bindless
let 'em hear [Chorus] If you're not really here Then the stars don't even matter I wanna be next to you Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
Segal Against peaceful, see you in hell for the sequel We'll be waitin', See you in hell Wall Street, Royce Da Five-Nine, Slim Shady See you in hell
from the back man but dont you ever eat her when you dig these hoes right you become the pita leader of the five of the niggas you know that she fuckin
a joke? The other day you pull me over, searching for cracks and coke? What's the problem, you know I'm sober? If you drove a fucking Nova you wouldn
Slide you and me yeah] You messin' up my mind in the right way I'm ready to play and lay with you Been savin' all my love for a lotta days I'm ready
VCR and we sippin barre comin down tinted up, new what car got the woodgrain and you know Im steady knockin trunk gone be poppin bumper unlockin all you
's the test who's the first to talk crazy? You cough, maybe the weed is still in your lungs You beat ya chest 'til that feelin' will come You high, viewin
'm from it's cold and n-ggas get at you like handkerchiefs God bless you unless you was disrespectful Bitches dissappoint you but money won't ever stress you
