FLOWERS FOR MAMA WRITERS EDDIE NOACK, CINDY WALKER, AL RUMLEY Papa brought flowers for mama today And all the grown children, but it's not mother's
taken The best will be much appreciated They made them by hand Mr. McCaslin will sell no more flowers ... All we see there are no more flowers to sell
She's not a flower she isn't growing in your garden today you couldn't cultivate her anyway you're not a king bee you like honey and you're packing a
번역: 들리는 목소리에 가이드. 씨 맥카슬린은 더 이상 꽃을 판매하지 윌.
번역: 미스터 T 체험. 그녀는 꽃이 아니야.
: Hey Mister Sunshine C'est pas ton jour C'est pas ton millenium Hey Mister Sunshine Pour l'instant on s'epoumone au carbone Tes rayons, tes uv ne font
Hey Mister Sunshine C'est pas ton jour C'est pas ton millenium Hey Mister Sunshine Pour l'instant on s'epoumone au carbone Tes rayons, tes uv ne font
on the blade But Mr Want is dead he was sick for a long time I would have liked to have known him but he left too soon Now Mr Want is dead
this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer I am a bingo on the beat like Carson Palmer And them niggas couldn't see me with panorama. (Haha) Niggas soft as a can of flowers
[Drake] Alright, well alright, I say I do it for the love Bunk bed flow, always one level above If Ii??m in ya starting five you will never need a sub
I don't be recognizin all that new jack shit Yo we don't play, we don't play that shit youknowhatI'msayin? (Please Mr. Producer, explain yourself, Mr
the man Let's go and no one else Rrraah, rraah, like a dungeon dragon Still king of the flow, while my mink be draggin' I said I'm sick with the flow
you You really turn me on, you're the one that makes me smile It's Mr. Moon who plays in tune, Mr. Moon who knows And if it's Mr. Moon who gives the
I got the magic in me Every time I touch that track It turns into gold Everybody knows I've got the magic in me When I hit the flow the girls come Snappin
I could skate myself But I go so hard I could make it melt I mean the flow so solar every bar Could power an electric car My, my, my, whips is side by
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' money off the ground Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical, spades
the young trend setting musician I be Got critics giving up the recognition I de-serve Never bring yo' misses By me Ii??m it Ii??m it call me Mr. I.T.