Destiny was calling Monday afternoon Wednesday, you'll be crawling And you'll pray to be there soon With sports and wine, yeah, yeah Sports and wine,
Destiny was calling Monday afternoon Wednesday you'll be crawling And you'll pray to be there soon With sports and wine, yeah yeah Sports and wine, no
Destiny was calling Monday afternoon Wednesday you'll be crawling and you pray to be there soon with sports and wine yeah sports and wine no, no some
번역: 벤 폴드. 스포츠 \u0026amp; 와인.
번역: 벤 다섯 폴드. 스포츠 \u0026amp; 와인.
We can share the women, we can share the wine We can share what we got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine Keep on rollin', just a mile to go Keep
the halfway home) I'm a full-grown man but I'm not afraid to cry Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line Running
to brawl We negotiated terms and set the date Then I went into training to add some muscle weight While I punched on meat in a rickety shack He was sippin' on wine
you been, time travelin *echoes* Time travelin *echoes* Yo, I was a piano player in my last lifetime Now I write rhymes, sip white wine and let my light
2000 years He's fixed a lot of sports and drank a million beers Some ecstasy, a thin white line He says designer drugs beat the hell out of wine Jesus
to save a buck or two Get mad, who the fuck are you? What you gonna do? Exactly what I thought, nothin, in the sport of frontin You the undisputed champion
from the orange bowl, it was in season One of them said she loved the juice and kept squeezing I knew that I was gonna get, wined and dined It would
effortlessly Papa was a rolling stone it's in my ancestry I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggaz never catch me And I sport fly shit, I should win the
my first tooth I was a teeny little ol teether perv on flea little bitches Some like a little further on down the line Started fuckin with moonshine, all kind of wines
She got the long blond hair, got the red sports car And you know she's got the top laid back Se got the movie star smile, got the sun kissed tan Santa
a penny i put a hole in your belly like you oprah or jenny Lick it, Split it, Twist it, Hit it, Splif it, Pitch it, Roll Anotha. x4 I sport a long
line Three fools in front of me, drinking on some wine Two in the back of me sucking on a joint And one in back of them ready for a new sport There'