memory back there, Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout Making love in the green grass Behind the stadium With you, my brown eyed girl You, my brown eyed girl
Champion of the world I'm the champion of the world Wish I had my green eyed girl Sitting here by my side If I had my green eyed girl I'd be satisfied
번역: 그린 데이. 브라운 아이드 소녀.
Thanks to dalyricalmaster@tupac.com for these lyrics. (Erick Sermon) Yo whassup, this the E-Double, Green-Eyed-Bandit youknowhatI'msayin'? EPMD, Seven
memory back there, Lord Sometime I'm overcome thinking 'bout Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you My brown eyed girl, you my brown eyed girl
, man (let's do it again) [Verse: Scarface] I remember, Swiss Watches, Izod, Berries (do it a) Levi Denims, dried eyed jerry-curls (let's do it again) Back when the girls
: Erick Sermon I bring the ruckus for you brothers I jam like Smuckers Don't udder because my style is buttah The roughneck, green-eyed, funkdafied For those girls
it's they money Slap 500 on back of a three-twenty I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to shoot games (yeah) With them bullshit buggy-eyed kits and cds
Cadillac's steady move, all ladies choose it There goes that man Been all around the world and I kissed every girl There goes that man Girl this ain'
it All I'm thinkin' about is you Little boy carryin' a fishing pole Little girl pickin' huckleberries from off of the vine Brown bag filled with a little green
I ain't touched the sky She's a girl in a dream She sees a four-eyed cartoon monster on the TV screen She takes another puff and says "It's a crazy scene" That red is green
it ain't Nothin' on my mind but Georgia We ain't playin' witcha I'm from the home of the neck bones Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens We the
me green eyed son? I heard him say as you let him away Sorry for what he's done Orleans Parish Prison won't you free me green eyed son? Well have
everybody get mainy Punks betta' cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me Blame me for keepin' her runny eyed rainy Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they panties Girls
a permanent suntan Walk in your studio session Damage your crew in the vocal booth With a thirty-inch Smith and Wesson Dr. Dooom on your intercom pressing your girl
Days of our life, Best Days of our life, Best Days of our life, Best days, Days of our life, of our life (Verse 1- XV) Flight, so I'm red eyed Nights
