번역: 비치 보이스 \u0026amp; 팻 보이스. 홈 / 올 맨 리버에서 올드 포크스.
You?ve moved off to Seattle You go down yo the bar every day This morning you woke up in the park Wearing only a tiny straw hat You?ve got a mad dog
for me [Verse 1] She like them bar with the big old chains Ride around town in the big old Range I knew her when I riding big old chains Now the little nigga doing big old
friend And we can have one hell of a night Through the day Eh, I mean staring like a creeper cause you gotta peep ?er I mean you probably might be saying you aint jockin? either But man, o girl got a fat old
One Hell Of A Night Through The Day Ay I Mean Stand Like A creeper Cuz You Gotta Beep her I Mean Prime Might Be Sayin You Ain't Joggin Either But Man Ol' Girl Gotta fat
Polk Zachary Taylor liked to smoke His breath killed friends whenever he spoke Eighteen fifty, really nifty Millard Fillmore's in Young and fierce was Franklin Pierce The man
Louis Sip Louie smoke louie, dressed in Louis Home of back porches, Chucks and Air Forces Old school cars be trailblazin like Portland The girls are the best like Travis with fat
Nah, a bitch ain't one I got a bitch that's old, a bitch that's new A bitch who love velvet in the colors blue I got a bitch who's fat, a bitch who's
Here we go, Another one, Iceberg, Gangsta Rap 2006, 8t album, SMG ! Time to take you back to the days of old Six-fo Chevys, big fat go Out throw the
com You know smooth man no matter, no matter how much I love a bitch man I could be with a bitch and I really want to marry her man and it's something
different beat Me and my different drummer, he play the timpanis See, that's what got me here, you hearin' me Me on my black man in the future shit,
for askin You and yours? [Big Tigger (Busta)] We all blessed, things ain't too bad Still dealin with last year's sudden loss of my dad (Man, my condolences
my head then smile and yawn I'm worn out but I'm beaming and it seems that we are dreamy as we head out through that strange old morning door This
scatter me across the land Our bodies They're hairy and they're fat and they're old I'm searching
punch me in the stomach and pull my hair? Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah Now what's ya name girl, what's ya sign? Man you must be up out yo
kin Never ever seen What their future might have been The fire boss's hands are clean as a whistle The fat cat knows he's a company man But he should
man with a big, long, fat, cigar Said, "C'mere son, I'm gonna make you a star" Bo Diddley said, "Uh, what's in it for me?" Man said, "Shut your mouth
bride But something touched me deep inside the day the music died So bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old