One sound one Still lovin' it, BFG One sound, one love Something you should think of We press charge, you press find Find out my piece of mind I love
anymore We shove became, the breakout, talk about meteor So check your head! We've got no distance to the score, man One sound, one love One sound, one
Fordítás: Backyard Babies. Egy hang.
headstart anymore We shove became, the breakout, talk about meteor So check your head! We've got no distance to the score, man One sound, one love One sound, one
're bringin' me grief I, rat-a-tat-tat it like one-two one-two Cock my shit back and let off on your whole crew I'm Brick City baby, twenty-four seven
on Some don't like the way the J Beez carry on Whassup with you brother, yea you black The one with the red gold green applejack Baby Bam, I chose the
crowd, or some thunder All of that was out my window when I was younger [Talib Kweli] Seven-eighteen, to five-one-three We meet at two-one-five Reflection
ahh, ooh ahh ooh ahh damn baby, damn baby, damn baby, damn baby ooh ahh, ooh ahh ooh ahh ooh ahh, ooh ahh ooh ahh damn baby, damn baby, damn baby, damn baby
(Just another helpless) We gotta come smokin' (Fool in love is what I am) This is it (We smoke baby) (Just another helpless) Another chamber baby (Fool
a G6 And everybody know this is the remix Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees (Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police in
it done, in the backyard right in front of the sun then I tell him, were to drop him off, in the chattahoochie wit his dick chopped off [damn!] yea it sounds
it done In the backyard rite in front of his son Then i tell em (what u tell em) Where ta drop em off In the Chattahoochee wit his dick chopped off Yea it sounds
the honest truth One for them and baby one for you One for the rich one for the poverty stricken One for the healthy and one for the sick and One for
off all wrong Somehow now that hangover is all gone Ain't nothing like the sound of the leaves When the breeze penetrates these southside trees Leanin' up against one
world At least thatA's what i heard I gonna ask you one more time I canA't sleep when youA're around And i care how sick you sound I gonna ask you one
Matter) That boom box in the backyard goes Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey That boom box in the backyard goes Heeeeeeeeeyeaaaaaaaaaaaaah That boom box in the backyard
I?ve been pro-vanity since I was ten. I picture altars in past the shutters-den Baby bottle didn?t choke there were no cherry lollipops, cherry lip
helpless] We gotta come smokin [fool in love is what I am] This is it (We smoke baby) [just another helpless] another chamber baby [
