: De las drogas nace el narco.?De los narcos los billetes De colombia traigo droga??en una avioneta verde Tray su numero aignado ..?regalo de grandes
De las drogas nace el narco.?De los narcos los billetes De colombia traigo droga??en una avioneta verde Tray su numero aignado ..?regalo de grandes jefes
Tradução: Aviador Dro. U no puede hacerme daño ahora.
Tradução: Aviador Dro. Yo soy el futuro.
: Riding on the moonpath In the silver of the night The fragrance on the air Was of another time I cried in all my innocence You were dressed in white
: Tutto il mondo e passato Di qui E grande questacitta Io dormo in fondo a una Strada laggiu Vivo seduto qua... La gente corre indietro e Avanti
I walk a mile in my own shoes Crown the king, in the name of the father Let the sermon begin, hail observant again Watchin my mind spin Watchin how time
Now darling, I know we've had our problems lately And you've left me after all these years And I know I probably could've treated you Better along the
Go, go, go, move on! Fuck, fuck, fuck, have fun! Lets go, go, go, go, go, and have some fun! All right? Its time to fight, so trust yourself! Lets fuck
Back in ten minutes And I'll just hang the sign I've got to find a place To clear my mind I'm the flyer With only one desire I'm the flyer Nobody's gonna
He was a flyer for the Air Force On a plane from San Antonio I was travelling to London He was going off to Buffalo Changing planes in Pittsburgh We got
Maybe you want another world One where heaven doesn't weigh so much Maybe you'll find another girl One you can feel when you do not touch Well I've got
[Brandi] Im flya then a motha sucka like an Aviator(2x) You know you cant touch me 'Cause im somehwere in the clouds I'll be lookin' up or I'll be lookin
To remake the young flyer Yes we must define his high desire Stand erect and not detect The anythings that we could not admire From a long line of high
by David Crosby & Craig Doerge keyboards: Craig Doerge Guitar: Larry Carlton Drums: Russell Kunkel Bass: Leland Sklar Percussion: Joe Lala (c
Riding on the moonpath in the silver of the night The fragrance on the air was of another time I cried in all my innocence you were dressed in white and