Imellom buskene vi stirret paa de Som minnet om andre tider Og fortalte at haapet var borte For alltid... Vi hoerte alvesang og vann som Sildret
blue Girl when you're lost you know I'll find you If I'm not beside you I'm inside you 20?s, 50?s, 5?s, 10?s x4 Just close your eyes let me hypnotize
A match divided and thrown As the heart holds on To the life that is known CHORUS: Now what once was the night I can't seem to recognize Stars fallen from your eyes
rock? Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to rock? Are you ready to rock tonight? Lies, it's the truth I'm after Let me find it in your eyes Quick
Jokers, Tokers and Smokers! How are you tonight!? Where are you tonight!? And how does your sign say!? Have we got a little treat in store for you tonight
love me I want somebody to be nice See the boy I once was in my eyes Nobody's gonna save my life We are wicked men Looking for buckles to loosen By the Count of 10
in your eyes I can tell how you move its written all in your vibe So fuck ya man cuz what he livin is a lie He commercial its only 10 seats on them planes
known for smokin' the glock To the hole in your rock (Terror Squad) I murder men wit the poisonous flow, my pen Hurt 'em for they dough and they GM's wit Mac 10
fits Singing tonight's the night Black Rob, let's write these hits In the halls of death, you get left, I'm in the top 10 Even Rocky trainer and his
face She might kill you in the morning at 2:14 Doin' the pussy pop like she from New Orleans It's been a while more than 10 years past When you close your eyes
, I knew I'd be one of the best Every time I made a song it came out so fresh I was the King of the Oak town, spitting my game 10 years later, ain't
hot that you got me Here we go I'm melting like butter on toast Ain't nothing in this world I want more than you Right here tonight I wanna see the moon in your eyes
'll be Indiana Bones in the Temple of Poontang Fuckin that cunt like a maniac Steamin up my back windows of my '86 Pontiac Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink By 10
9 times out of 10 homeboy You gon' wake up wit ya breakfast in bed But if you rush and you just be manhandlin' Your *** goin' home tonight, ha ha Play
it with I see you checkin? for me I see you checkin? for me tonight Here's my phone number, girl, you need to call me tonight I'm usually not that forward
I chill But we are about to split this muthafucka Like Sugar Hill See your man He thinks he's wise Tell him chill He ain't the only one with chinky eyes
fact I'm doin it all Cus connect gang bangin mean uhh Macks gonna ball Representitive from the pacific With ? ? ? ? ? Them dumpin pumpin motherfuckers Up with this ws it's on tonight
