: Tu habitacion estaba helada De tando recordar, del frio de olvidar Solo dijiste una palabra mas Con forma de sermon, sin dar ninguna opcion me dices
: Necesito unas heladas pa' ponerme bien al tiro y con eso de volada quedo como gallo jiro me conozco, me conozco tiendase por ellas primo los billetes
Necesito unas heladas pa' ponerme bien al tiro y con eso de volada quedo como gallo jiro me conozco, me conozco tiendase por ellas primo los billetes
Tu habitacion estaba helada De tando recordar, del frio de olvidar Solo dijiste una palabra mas Con forma de sermon, sin dar ninguna opcion me dices
Tradução: Cuisillos. Con Agua Helada No.
: I don't know, I don't know, I don't know I don't know where to begin This song I hide away But I know that you know And I know that you've been where
: Nous sommes maitres de la terre Nous nous croyons des presque Dieu Et pan ! le nez dans la poussiere Qu'est-ce que nous sommes : Des pouilleux {Refrain
: You only hold me up like this Cause you don't know who I really am Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you We're making out inside crashed
: (Chorus) I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I
: [{DJ Whoo Kid}:] {Haha! } [scratches] [Intro:] [2 sniffles] Hey, you want this shit? Stat quit talk... {NONE STOP! } Cali blow! [Chorus:] I don'
: See you out there, it's like you'll dance the night away, But the feelings aren't too good because you need to lead the way, You call them friends,
: After all we've done - our past is gone Future is no more - what it used to be When we have been more sensible And our world was safe I'm living in
: Know the bright lights of Hollywood Movietowns, a phony world Seen a few nights of wonder, Seen a few nights of hell Walkin' down the foggy streets
: Walking down the main street I see a city's face Boys dressed in leather Girls dressed in lace See the easy riders They're roaring down their way
: Rollin' just like thunder, Tryin' to get you down Mistreatin' everything, If you were king he'd take your crown If you were a dead man He'd take ya
: There's rain on the mountain A white frost on the moors It's an epoch of eternity Waters touch the holy shore It's a land of mystery The world of