servono le bombole faccio la Bibbia a babbacchione, bella frah! la famiglia mi rispetta come un ghetto super frah ho sbagliato questa strofa quindi la devo rifare, sono Babaman
di qua mamma mia che caldo che fa e ogni volta che lei passa di qua mi mette in difficolta io sono solamente un himan il mio nome e babaman non
Oh mamama... BBiiimm.. Uragano Babaman in sing say again. Metto il Micro in On la mia gente grida BamBam! Uragano Babaman HipHop, Reggae, Dancehall
: Oh mamama... BBiiimm.. Uragano Babaman in sing say again. Metto il Micro in On la mia gente grida BamBam! Uragano Babaman HipHop, Reggae, Dancehall
le bombole faccio la Bibbia a babbacchione, bella frah! la famiglia mi rispetta come un ghetto super frah ho sbagliato questa strofa quindi la devo rifare, sono Babaman
: Don't come on so cocksure boy You can't escape your genes No point in feeling pure boy Your background intervenes Listen good and listen straight
: To make my father proud To make my mother smile I need no conquered worlds, a flame Not set, the paceful style If I can follow through Oh, love think
It's my mother and my father And my sister and the dog, My two little brothers and me. We're going on a trip And we're riding in the car, We've
Mon pere est marinier Dans cette peniche Ma mere dit la paix niche Dans ce mari niais Ma mere est habile Mais ma bile est amere Car mon pere et ses verres
Here i go again im going back on what i said all over again is this how its really gonna end i spoke on an impulse and now its fucking gone the pictures
Se potessi parlarti di me In questi giorni che il sole non c'e Senza confondermi perche sei mio padre Se potessi cantare per me L'unica storia che al
Back when I was a child Before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high And dance with my mother and me and then Spin me around
elle me disait il est en voyage c'etait qu'une ombre sur des paysages dans les eaux claires un bateau qui sombre au large des iles de la sonde moi je
Don't come on so cocksure boy You can't escape your genes No point in feeling pure boy Your background intervenes Listen good and listen straight You
To make my father proud To make my mother smile I need no conquered worlds, a flame Not set, the paceful style If I can follow through Oh, love think
(Luther Vandross) Back when I was a child Before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high And dance with my mother and me And then
My father's mansion's many rooms Have room for all of His children As long as we do share His love And see that all are free. And see that all are free
