get down Off the chain, like they do it in the south Everybody just havin' a good time Got my eyes on the guys because they so fine That's right, Sarai
Tradução: Sarai. Las Damas de hacer ejecutar este.
Tradução: Sarai. Señoras.
cause we best get down off the chain like they do it in the south everybody just having a good time got my eyes on the guys because they so fine thats right Sarai
a G6 Like a G6, Like a G6 Now I?m feelin so fly like a G6 Verse 1 Gimme that Mo-Moet Gimme that Cry-Crystal Ladies love my style, at my table gettin
go and if their heaven ain't got a vacancy then we just, then we just, then we just, then we just get up and go! Ladies and Gentlemen thruth is now
: Ladies attenzione, avvertiamo i passeggeri di avere una sgualdrina a bordo, Siete pregati di allacciare le cinture di castita e di non fumarla, grazie
again and again and again and again and flipped It to the love for her children nothing else matters What do they call her? They call her aunt Sara.
It?s not so easy to be this cheesy When I'm getting down I?m super sleazy Ladies come and ladies go My game is tight but you don?t hear me no You better
was too young to know you were doin' it late And you did it with strength that belonged to the guards Sara, Sara Wherever we travel we're never apart Sara, Sara Beautiful lady
s up man? How you doin'? What's up in the club? Oh look I gotta step inside Oh, Monica how are you doin'? Oh you lookin' fine tonight Oh look, Sara, Sara
on the front And I said, "Wait a minute, let me guess, you are Susie Smith." She shook her head "O.K. then your Sally Simpson.....Sara
* Should have tried to cry right before your eyes COME TALK TO ME YOU KNOW IT'S GOT TO BE Ima sara modorenai should have tried to cry me no mae de THERE
just to see my holly home evil jack he walks alone swings a club and stinks something awful well give him a painful jawful sara walks a slinky strut very
I gots my own dough I only need you for companionship Well, you could keep your chips, ain't no sponsorship I just need you to keep your lips between my hips That girl Sarai
again and again and again and again and flipped It to the love for her children nothing else matters What do they call her? They call her aunt Sara [
