me I knew somethin' was missin' Just take me everywhere you go This girl's in heaven Life is light and everything around you when you ask why Everything I touch is gold
NOW PRAISE GOD THE LAMB AROSE CORO THERE ROSE A LAMB IN JERUSALEM HE WAS THE SON OF THE GREAT I AM HE PROVED TO BE MY VICTORY THERE ROSE A LAMB IN JERUSALEM
Fordítás: Bárány. Elvis Presley --- van Gold In The Mountains.
Fordítás: Bárány. Arany.
knew something was missing Just take me everywhere you go This girl's in heaven Life is light in everything about you When you're as one, everything I touch is gold
can't take care of your kids Cause it dont mean shit, I tell em: Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! [Verse 2 - Big Sean] Okay I'm rocking all gold
pull up in that champagne thing, fuck the World up what type of hood nigga wearing yellow gold rolex the weight man bitch the whole hood call me Bo flex either the yellow hand Lamb
Said the night wind to the little lamb Do you see what I see Way up in the sky little lamb Do you see what I see A star, a star Dancing in the night With
lamb are feeding? Good christian, fear: for sinners here The silent word is pleading. This, this is christ the king, etc. So bring him incense, gold
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen? And did the
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England's mountains green And was the holy lamb of God On England's pleasant pastures seen And did the countenance
gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight I look
am the wake of everything They bring me flowers that are myself Garlands of blood that are myself Slain the lamb that is myself A prayin' for the lamb
I was 17 ridin wit a whole B It was money green, fat boy triple gold Tha 20's era, right when we stop ridin fo's Lamb'd up ride, 30 inch rims glide 6
As we begin-racing like a sparrow through the narrow population Seeking purification, the destination is the holy land, of bethlehem I eat lamb with abraham
remote control Then enter the zone where our patrolers will get round cold soul Diddly Bo leave for feelin' a saga foretold Who got caught pon the block for gold
Get fresh, cold, we go hard like Mike B The thirteens white and red my mic's be (Check em out, check em out, check em out) Uhh, check em out, a gold?
ooooh I wanna hear you say oooh oooh ooooh [Lloyd Banks] Six in the morning in the bedroom, performing Rub her down get her warm and leave her pretty, scurrin She aint like the gold
