She melts away to her song. She stares down empty streets and cries How all her dreams have dried up and gone away and she feels... One day her life
Traducere: Open Hand. Ei Song.
, She melts away to her song. She stares down empty streets and cries How all her dreams have dried up and gone away and she feels... One day her life
, lick, spit from the shoulders up I let this nut get all over her Another thick bitch kissing all over her Bust the pussy wide open, can't close it up Make her
her veil down, tryin' to hide the tears Oh, she just couldn't believe it She heard the trumpets from the military band And the flowers fell out of her hands
, might as well try She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes And I knew without asking she was into the blues She wore scarlet begonias, tucked into her
room did you feel alone? Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her Did you dust off that Bible at home? Did you open your eyes, hope it
dash A song comes on that reminds me of you And I jizz in my pants The next day my alarm goes off And I jizz in my pants Open my window and a breeze
homeboys bounce Who the fuck is you gonna trust when your road dog is schemin'? And every other corner, you're passin' a different demon And now the clouds is open
know that Heaven'll open these doors And ain't no bright side to losin life, but you can view it like this God's got open hands homey, he in the midst
before it's sunrise I want to know where you bitch niggaz went and hide Went to sleep, open my eyes then I realize Time to serve 'em weak, clock her
drunk, get *** and lay under cover Let me peek at her first before I go any further Stick my *** in your mouth before I even touch her Gotta put it
keep a open case, the block hot I need a song for the radio P at the club, niggas scared to let they lady go Foot Locker 4 for 20's Coulda had her some
This song is for you, not for anyone else but you It's your own special song, I wrote it for you Just for you, only for you I see y'all niggaz wanna
trooper?" they asked her Put mace in her eyes, threatened to blast her Her mind raced till things got still Opened her eyes, realized she's next to her
your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee, Roll down on her back,
always around Know that its always around and I know that its always around. The children will sing a song in the streets and sounds like the 23rd song
your neck to You want the hard shit, nigga let me connect you It's 1-800-YO-GILLA; feel me flow I open doors for the newcomers I show you how to rock
