You gotta be near it Chorus Never too young Never too young Never too young to feel your soul Cut your teeth on rock & roll Never too young
번역: 달콤한. 영 너무 네버.
't really wanna pop me just know that you will never flop me and I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo you aint never gonna stop me everytime
the man you would wanna show help to?" I proceeded to ask him and he said with a passion I could never watch a soul die, plus you the man lookin' too
[Young Jeezy] I'm just chillin' in that Phantom bumpin that Yo Gotti He's the boss of the town, call him young John Gotti Sittin down with the plug, bout
to recall some vague memory of feeling happy When we were young and in love But that was a long time ago Now I'm lost, never in a million years what
you want to check me out I'm not the man to, play, play, play, play It's just too black for me It's just too black for me It's just too black for me
rosary Never too young to die Some souls only know one speed Faster than angels fly Strong as the beads of a rosary And never too young to die Some
fresh air, pump lung, money catscan So Cash Money heart bleed, Young Money, one hunny [Lil' Twist] (Twist... Young Money) Before I leave home, well manner nice, respectful young
Pat Riley Yeah, too much money, aint enough money You know the feds listening, nigga what money? I'm a made nigga I should dust something You niggas on the bench Like the bus coming Huh, aint nothing sweet
can't drool or dribble a drop anymore And you can never break my stride, you never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow You'll never take
I'll never let you get away Never let you slip away I'ma lock u down, lock u down And when I see you I'll never look the other way Never let you slip
and a damn ugg People talkin' down, callin' me a damn sprug Young niggas, all you wanna do is roam free On your own feet, gotta cook your own beef I'm too
Pat Riley Yeah, too much money, aint enough money You know the feds listening, nigga what money? I'm a made nigga I should dust something You niggas on the bench Like the bus coming huh, aint nothing sweet
Jillian was her name She was sweeter than aspartame Her kisses reconfigured my DNA And after that I never was the same And I loved her even more Than
just formality I see that look in your eyes And your clever combinations Breaking young hearts Must be your occupation Checking my Swatch, she was right on time She walked so hot, hot, hot Too sweet
downfalls Taping motherfuckers phone calls Ay, I've been in this shit for two deep From moving ki's, pushing weight was too sweet An 8-ball will cost
