Since we've part, our lives become a new Searching life's long fantasies are through Giving all we've got to give wouldn't do You try so hard, I'll get
Well, the first time I saw you Was the first time I lost you And the first time I kissed you Was the first time I missed you There were times when we
So glad we?ve got a good thing You know you make my heart sing You are the real thing You know you make my heart sing I?ve longed to have this chance
Would you like to come with me to the land of ladies? Would you like to come with me to the land of ladies? Would you like to come with me to the land
Tradução: Akeelah y la abeja La banda sonora. Hermanos Johnson - stomp.
Tradução: The Brothers Johnson. Stomp.
Tradução: The Brothers Johnson. Strawberry Letter 23.
Tradução: The Brothers Johnson. Ill Be Good To You.
Tradução: The Brothers Johnson. Get the Funk Out cara Ma.
Tradução: Orgullo Soundtrack. The Brothers Johnson --- N º 23 Carta de la fresa.
Tradução: Semi-Pro. Hermanos Johnson - Get The Funk Out cara Ma '.
: (Feat. N.O. Joe Johnson) [Lil Ass Gee] Hell naw nigga fuck this Nigga let me up out of here! Nigga y'all can't take me to jail anyway I don't even
that keep on tellin me they heard this, stole this Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy 1965, I ain't too young to know this That was President Johnson
: There's a little girl in our neighborhood, her name is Charlotte Johnson and she's really lookin' good. I had to go and see her, so I called her on
in Now I'm coming quicker than the shit that's swimmin' in my sock hole When them teeny boppers ain't around so Johnson and Johnson baby lotion Bead on my Johnson
still smokin out of O's so speculation cause im hardly ever home (yea) Easy to say but how we sposed to move on When we goin through the pressure and our brother
my way y?all I said hey jump city now get out my way child Hey jump city, hey now? Little brother Henry and sister Sue Old mister johnson, Big Mary too
s in them drugs They make you spit slugs, leave marks in the floor Yo, I stomp through the yard, I march through the hall Charles Bronson them hard, Jack Johnson
