precious little rocket Your precious little rocket I'll be like a chain in your pocket A lined up and true lively sprocket Your precious little rocket Your precious little
socket Your precious little rocket Your precious little rocket I'll be like a chain in your pocket A lined up and true lively sprocket Your precious little rocket Your precious little rocket
번역: Mirah. 깜직하고 귀여운 작은 로켓.
will rock you, rock you, rock you I will rock you, rock you, rock you Feel my arms that keep you warm Snuggling around your tiny form Precious baby, sweetly
Royce] Bar Exam 3 is like a mock a nigga, pop a nigga mockery Housin', put the lock on it, Monopoly Call me Enterpriser Stick my battery inside a little
, it just had a heart attack But you see I keep it pumpin', yeah I got that heart back So just call me Little Carter, or Little Cardiac Precious like
Ever since I was a little child I was told to do no wrong The angel in my mama's precious eyes Could be a devil with a heart of stone I couldn't help
two little three little indian brothers! One little, two little, three little indians! ("check this out") One little, two little, three little indians
went up to Sam Goody On F Y E with they money and you support us Strangas, Shadys, psychopaths and Juggalos Losers, shootas, college women and ghetto hoes Rock it from precious
breathe, my love Now that we, more and more I'm starting to realize My heaven is right there in your eyes In your eyes, those pretty eyes Oh my, my, precious little
baby Well let me show you how the Midwest rocks, west rocks Well let me show you how this Midwest rocks, west rocks Let me show you how this Midwest rocks
yeah This one is for my profess That don died way to soon In the same block with the cracked rocks And another closed down school For all the precious
Yes, yes, y?all 'Cause I?m so fly Everlast be the apple of your earth?s eye I?ll be breakin? the laws, breakin? the laws All you wannabe hard rocks,
hymn book down And Mama sang a song (What a friend we have in Jesus) I've been rocked to sleep many a night To the tune of, 'What a friend' And come morning 'Rock
And mama sang a song (What a friend we have in Jesus) Yeah, I've been rocked to sleep many a night To the tune of 'What a Friend' And come morning 'Rock
's exactly how it seems And it would seem That I am cryin', cryin' In a world of super duper whores The kids just want a little more Little tycos do