He wore Italian shoes Like that's supposed to mean something I mean I could wear Italian shoes too And it wouldn't mean a thing to me Except maybe the
Chassez le Naturel Pas la peine De ses ailes Il revient Lassez le Dans les veines Suivre comm L'eau de seine Son chemin Italian shoes continuum (translation
chassez le naturel pas la peine de ses ailes il revient lassez le dans les veines suivre comm l'eau de seine son chemin
번역: Stereolab. 이탈리아어 신발 연속체.
because of betrayed feelins' What other rappers you know made it and stay dealin' Smart niggas just fell back and they saved millions These are pedestrian bars for the civilians Shoes is Italian
ever mean it We go on dates I send the Maybach out the neighbourhoods, they never seen it That shit is dangerous but it so convenient I aint lying, yeah And comfortable I sit That manual Ferrari Italian
ride I bet it's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much
the house, ya don't stop Yeah, Redman gotta light that green People always say, "What the hell does that mean?" Wussup, homeboy, I'm a muh****ker rider Custom made Airs and my shoes
with lost fear Do acid and beer and trip out on how your queer little beard looks so weird in the mirror man Guitar noodlin and patchouli let me teach you Ital
city the whole world round Will just be another American town Oh, how peaceful it will be we'll set everybody free You'll wear a Japanese kimono and there'll be Italian shoes
I feel the...of the world fading off me. Cause the darkness killing him softly ...the sun is... Like I'm in the light, get my shoes, they speak Italian
the ghetto You walk wit your own point of view (Look at that gold chain) You judge a man by the car he drives Or if his hat, match his shoe (Yo, you
, new medallions youve been drownin, im flyin en route to islands G-unit soldier on the frontline of the new battallion the cars German the paints Black, the shoes Italian
good seats? (Runnin' around, runnin' around) Little girl, God gave ya two good feets for (Runnin' around, runnin' around) Your legs are crossed and your shoe
rough They never did like mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough And I was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on my shoes
the stars Live fancy Diamond rings, ooh, ooh, ooh, all those things Live fancy, live fancy, live fancy, live fancy 'Cause of me all she do is walk around in Italian shoes
a minute [Lloyd Banks] big blue, cotton city shoe cotton candy coupe hard knock, orphan Annie loop off the stoop play with me, see what the screamy do my canary shoe
