photograph will spoil and cut you off at the head" So I was sweating, I was sweating like a fat lady would And I woke up with a man inside my mouth
photograph will spoil and cut you off at the head" So I was sweating I was sweating like a fat lady would... And I woke up With a man inside my mouth
Tulkojums: Cure. Man manā Mutes.
the photograph will spoil and cut you off at the head" So I was sweating I was sweating like a fat lady would... And I woke up With a man inside my mouth
So I kick it like a brother but with a African style Meetin' with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a cure so And no need for a doctor my bod
about While I try to find a cure for this cotton mouth I keep track of the miles I run But read the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the hole of my
sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at
? Uh huh uh huh Why does your mother smoke pipe with crack on the inside She likes to take a bus ride with a shern stick in her mouth Preachin' about
Say... my right hand, my right hand man My right hand, my right hand man My right hand, my right hand man If he can't fix it, I don't know who can The
A hand in my mouth, a life spills into the flowers We all look so perfect as we all fall down In an electric glare, the old man cracks with age She found
The Killa With Or With The Buretta Tight Right Under My Sweater And We Hide It Delopta Be Where My Killas But My Dealers Are Betta Like A Blender Leeroy Like A
A hand in my mouth A life spills into the flowers We all look so perfect As we all fall down In an electric glare The old man cracks with age She found
Verse 3] Oh here you come again Mister mouth runna (mouth runna) Providin' a roof ova (roof ova) to make a house unda (house unda) You talk a good game
in a purple sea of doubt You wanna hear she loves you, but the words don't fit the mouth You're a loser, a rebel, a cause without But don't
a nickle to a dime then a half to a Z now its P's all the time most of my crew was high in high school and failed, but got a A + from getting high school
be sober get up, pack it in...high...I love gettin' high...Im'a get high 'till I die...can I have a light my brother...where is my bud the pipe, the
