i run down to your house and leave a trail of crumbs so maybe i can eat = my way back home i know that you can't understand the things inside of = me
번역: 디젤 보이. 라임 그린.
i run down to your house and leave a trail of crumbs so maybe i can eat my way back home i know that you can't understand the things inside of me that
[Verse One] It's just the type of cool shit cruise ship at the dock All aboard to escape and unslip the knot And you with me? cause I'm the Navigator
I, Common, IiI, common [x4] I'm writing in my book Wit a simple pleasure Or is it necessary Just to document this measure of time Whether defined or
I will sing I will be passed on over now Take the wheel Take me down Let me sleep till we have disappeared 'cause we're moving from east to west Across
dashin', in the latest BBC fashion The light from the strip club flashing Keep the sparkle in my ear rings dancing We're hundred G makers till they cremate us Skateboard P in the lime green
the day goes that's How the niqhts went, Louis bags, Balenciagas the ones talked about By the fashion bloggers, you know me I'm in Murcielaga The same lime green
door Along a path of river stones Women with their nursing children seated on the floor We join the fevers and the broken bones Candlelight flickers the falcon calls A lime green
lookin' for me, I ain't hard to find I'll be right there, posted on that 5 9 I got a burner in my lap at all times And a bag of sticky icky green limes
a party, it's a party It's a party, it's a party, it's a party A party ain't a party 'til I walk in it Lime green flap, match the fitted and the linen
They turn to her to keep the faith She told me take an occupation or you lose your mind And on a nine to five lemon, looking for the lime 3D Box clever
playin with deez niggas, stuntin like baby. Niggas in the hood hollin' Boosie gon crazy. [Verse 2:] I got the lime green drop top. Can't ride it if
's why I got 'em I leave 'em strapped and laced and come up out 'em The last person that touched 'em I been shot 'em Now if you looked and seen lime green
The streets of St. Louis call it survival, hey Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin, ho You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? Hey Lime green
leave um strapped and laced and come up out um (Big Boy) the last person who touched 'em I benn shot 'em, (big boy) [Kyjuan] Now if you looked, and seen lime green
't eat bullets but I'll feed the needy Throwup a L but I won't smoke a L at the city Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy Excursion, lime green
ll do to ya Tip-[Incomprehensible] pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er First cat out the Lou that you knew that Wore a lime-green headband, matchin
