Tulkojums: Akts Fast. Lucky Love.
light To see the light Lucky love...Lucky love Lucky love belongs in teenage heaven Lucky love...Lucky love Lucky love belongs in teenage heaven, oh yeah Lucky love
We're cruising slow forget fast You see a vato like me takes my time I'm dressed to impress and my hyna's lookin fine She loves me, I love her and everything
this mothafucka's leaving and he don't think he gon' pay Think a letter like this gon' kill me dude? Shit you was lucky, I was real wit you Shit you was lucky
you try so hard, you jump so high, then you run so fast and you dont know why...you gotta try so hard, jump so high, and you run so fast and dont knwo
before callin This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my family You just gon' have to understand me Backstage pacin [ VERSE 2: Brother Ali ] Opening act
a day is said and done, In the middle of the night and your fast asleep, my love. Stay awake looking at your beauty, telling myself Im the luckiest man
Dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing I couldn't wait to see it for myself There it was, staring ut at me Long and perfect, boy, was I ever lucky
stomp. Well it's a quarter Quarter. quarter. quarter. Quarter to cutthroat. A quarter. quarter. quarter. quarter. Quarter to cutthroat. Verse 2: dinco d. It's the power of importance making people act
done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let MAKAVELI fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved
great, I can make you hate To ever look in the mirror and Affiliate yourself with anything But an average person, lovin' my success but envious and cursin' You want my autograph, don't act
Just act as if I'm gone And decaying in my room I hold a shadow as close as a silver ghost Grasps onto an image known to him as you At this fast rate
before callin This is not a game to me, dog, you stealin from my family You just gon' have to understand me Backstage pacin [VERSE 2: Brother Ali] Opening act
I done it before Sit in the throne pollutin the airwaves like a hummer exhaust Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved
nigga 'bout You lookin' right But my money still I gotta count It ain't no love lost Baby girl my love cost Let me get that out ya You know this nigga love
a day is said and done, In the middle of the night and you're fast asleep, my love. Stay awake looking at your beauty, Telling myself I'm the luckiest
