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: I went to her cryin' Oh what a pity, she told me I see you chokin' on the tears you're holdin' My hands in the air, honey So what the hell honey? That

: Me revuelco entre las flores y todo me huele bien, todo se me vuelve ameno. Hace frio por los patios, que revuela amanecer cuando yo andaba descalzo

: Se acabo ya no aguanto mas me quiero marchar de este fumadero, en este lugar soy un prisionero, mi ciudad aire adulterao coches atascaos y mierdas

: Por la manana llegas a la fabrica oscura y fria La maquina esta parada triste desprende ruina Del despacho baja el amo, dice: "Hijos mios, no hay trabajo

: [Intro:] The hottest... under the sun Ain't nobody fucking with me, man And you already know that, pimpin Cash Money Records, where dreams come true

I went to her cryin', "Oh what a pity", she told me I see you chokin' on the tears you're holdin' My hands in the air, honey, so what the hell, honey?

The hottest, hottest under the sun Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, man You already know that, pimpin', yeah Cash Money Records, where dreams come true Fuck

graduated from lincoln high somehow i made my way through vmi joined the navy and i learned to fly that's what i always dreamed of there's a hometown

See I come from a time where they didn't put rear view mirrors on passenger sides of vehicles And this is for those that still drink malt liquor Put