번역: 호스트 Chmela. 당신의 외투를 계속.
번역: 메리 Hopkin. 당신의 외투를 계속.
keep on your coat Keep on your coat [Chorus] You gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go You gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go SO KEEP YOUR COAT ON You
for ya'll but the two audemars I did it to ball High school couldn't keep me out the halls Pretty b-tch couldn't keep me out her draws Sh-tting on ya
avoid chocolate hearts Keep distant from romantic notions Cause that's where love most often starts Be sure to steer clear of diamonds And mink coats
? Come on, men squares, man Can't no square keep no woman Right I guess they just wanna find out What it's like on the other side, shit Girls wanna keep
this war? Take notes Real gangstas wear trench coats, grey suits, black ties And they seek votes and you're not to be misled They'll kill you in your
back knocking on my door All dolled up 'Cause I'm moving on, don't worry about me 'Cause I'ma be just fine without you, you'll see There ain't no one on
year of the empty hand Oh you hold on to what you can And charity is a coat you wear twice a year These are the days of the guilty man Your television
them faggots need some reminding Split your coat lining, Crack bone marrows having that ass crying Rob shit just like DeNiro, keeping cigars lit Fed pop
sing My heart's on the sleeve for Your face is just like mine Peeking from bars hoping the sun shines on 'em But, you still got to watch the phonies Watch your
. Bigs 1 - Float on, float on, float on, float on (Don't you know I want your love, don't you know I need your love) Float on, float on, float on, float on
at your door Asking you for shelter from the lightning Space to rest upon your kitchen floor Will he be a man of constant sorrow? Born to beg a coat
yours I rep for bitches, he rep for boys If you rep for your hood then make some noise I got my eye on the guy in the Woolrich coat Don't he know Queen
shotcaller worldwide riding in the benz with a scroller in your city tear ya mall up pimp fly bitches and tear their walls up dress nice im super neat ice on white wit 3's on
caught in last year's garments Holsters under armpits, chauffeurs and the charms lit And a coat is holding on the Don's wrist She got the ill Will chain on
your ass for the shine And get, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh Yo, if you a fat chick gettin' your fuck on tonight Then go, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh Yo, put your
I'ma born killer, you're face to face with Scarface You tried to ice an X, but thats a motherfuckin' waste Your schools fucked up G And your momma shoulda
