In a river of trouble and about to drown Just hold on, I'm comin' Hold on, I'm comin' Just hold on (Don't you worry) I'm comin' (Here we come) Hold on
, let me come on Come on in, come on in, let me come on in, come on in, oh Let me come on in, let me, baby, come on in I wanna come into your heart,
Tradução: Como Hablar banda sonora. Sam \u0026amp; Dave - Hold On, voy a ir.
rhymes on a page going off in a rage Out on a mission a stolen car mission Had a small problem with the transmission 3 on the tree in the middle of the
my man Dave Scilkin Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am Like Clockwork Orange going off on the
ever, forever Wish I had more, more opportunity More chances to remember some things So I couldn't have so much pressure on my... On my...on my, um...ah, on
forever! Wish I had more...more opportunity, more chances to remember some things so I couldn't have so much pressure on my... on my...on my, um...ah, on
is hard to jock, with the formula Who can stop the UG controllers from droppin bombs on the block? These guys really think they stars on the block I move
a potty mouth like Andrew Dice Clay I pop collars on ***, I drop dollars on *** I Jell-O's together, I Bill Cosby on *** Got you lost in the smoke,
went out and I stayed in And I struggled with that Fenn She went west and I stayed east And I tried my best to sing And I sang Sam and Dave Catch that
limbofied, With your hot lips, and your limbo thighs, Don't stop! Give me the sign and I come running back, Sam and Dave, hold on I'm coming, Ha
put your cold feet on me Get warm your feet, woman Hanging around the studio For three days in a row now Thinking nobody get a hit out of here But Sam and Dave
rhymes on a page going off in a rage Out on a mission a stolen car mission Had a little problem with the transmission 3 on the tree in the middle of
transmission Three on the tree in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head 'cause I got into a fist fight Life comes in phases, take the
me till I burn up inside Come on baby, you may have good sex With Sam and Fred and Fritz and Max You may be the slave of Tim and Tom and Ed and Dave
me and that was that I'd get on the bus and go to the ATA every weekend And feel the ultraviolet show the fluff up on my collar They'd play Otis Redding, Sam And Dave
of my homies they done died over drug money Like bizzy bob and sam skutty but I still love em Air full of motherfucker and I still wanna hug em Big dave
