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Tradução: E-17. Someone To Love.
inside He don't need nowhere to hide I know she is all that he ever loved at 17 Too bad to her he was a passing thing only temporary, Until she finds someone
me Creme de la creme, who him? Nigga him J-O-K-E-R is on top like a chim but No santa clause, we grinchin round here Even white hoods love me, no legend
are going to translate: "This is my left hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e
'm talking to you baby, I miss you I thought you'd be with me forever But I guess someone took my place Took the place of me loving you Making love to
look inside He don't need nowhere to hide I know she is all that he ever loved at 17 Too bad to her he was a passing thing only temporary, Until she finds someone
no such thing as voodoo I don't know why People say there's no such thing as love I got a job in S.E. 15 And after tax my wage is 16 July, the 17th,
E. [12:38.55]Love is illegal for all [12:41.60]Can u hear my heart is beating [12:43.90]L.O.V.E. [12:46.40]Love is illegal in my heart [12:49
no such thing as voodoo I don't know why People say there's no such thing as love I got a job in S.E. 15 And after tax my wage is 16 July the 17th I'
." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano destra." Ray: What is
Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano sinistra." And now: "This is my right hand." Repeat after me: "Questa e' la mia mano destra." Ray: What is it
s no such thing as voodoo I don't know why People say there's no such thing as love I got a job in S.E. 15 And after tax my wage is 16 July the 17th I
Dallas to Beaumont Still I'm loco, fuck any player hating hotho You ain't got no love for me, then I ain't got no love down poco [Hook] [Baby Beesh]
pass me Creme de la creme, who him? Nigga him J-O-K-E-R is on top like a chim but No santa clause, we grinchin round here Even white hoods love me, no