: I made a habit Of never making promises That aren't easy to keep And there you have it But now I'm making one that is To keep you here with me Cause
a tale, A tale of a fateful trip, That started from this tropic port, Aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailing man, The skipper brave and sure. Five
e cuori level two sul balcone a fare i botti poi ficcarsi dietro ad un padre una palla di cannone fra i cappotti messi in terra a far le porte delle squadre
barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides We had four million barrels of bone We had five million hogs, six million dogs Seven million barrels of porter
with who you mingle In a city where it pays to be bilingual, cho so griefo No may a porta u culo (si) via ah Diablo, I'm Five-O Leave enemies dead on
plane, Lord, well it was bringing me down Yeah, I had to get out of Texas, baby, Lord, it was bringing me down I been all around the world, but Port Arthur
loot on, nigga I'm too strong Eat til the food's gone, they placed me on this earth The twin brother of Rich Porter, seperated at birth I got the soul
: One two three o'clock four o'clock rock ordine e disciplina dall'ovest alla Cina five six seven o'clock eight o'clock rock tutto sotto controllo dal
ait dit n'importe quoi Peu m'importe Ce qu'on te raconte de moi Peu m'importe Que tu vives au Four Wheel Drive Qu'on t'accoste On est comme deux Jackson Five
your pride gone walk it out In the bank and I'm only cashing large amounts One, one, two, two bitch what it do? three, four, drop it to the floor Five, five
home now You mistook me for a man who understands Things of godless,heartless,pitiful nature Hell, I just settled in for the winter Four five and seventeen
and gentlemen: a poster for this house's production of "Hannibal" by Chalumeau. PORTER Showing here. AUCTIONEER Do I have ten francs? Five then. Five
stand, I'm bound to make a mill Whoop, there it is y'all haven't heard But y'all bitches will Believe me, I got two for three, four for five Holla at
I made a habit of never making promises That aren't easy to keep And there you have it but now I'm making one That is to keep you here with me 'Cause
to block I got some red beams, let's play connect the dots He's the biggest boss, comin' outta the MIYayo Straight from the port of Miami To keepin'
into stones Next stop, Port Arthur, Texas, I work it in the Lones I'm a little nigga on his hustle 'bout to rise I was cuttin' seventeen and I was only payin' five
bird hop Curse, swerve to get served, these cocksuckers got nerve Heard I was killin' shit, they must got word That I told the chief on Rich Port I don
