She serves me flowers 'n yams 'N in the night when i'm full She brings me white jam 'N I don't know where I am In the meadow she brings me Like ah bee
翻訳: キャプテンビーフハート. ホワイトジャム.
翻訳: スペースジャムサウンドトラック. バスケットボールジョーンズ[バリーホワイトクリスロック].
four push my foot right through the door show my shit to the world best damn song I ever did hear. I spell it out in black and white you're stupid tarred
Face to Face, i'm not alone the shadows cry my tears In the dark, forced apart my panic leads to fear Put yourself in my shoes, would you feel like your
name, whats my name [Drake] I heard you good with them soft lips Yeah you know word of mouth the square root of 69 is 8 something cuz I've been tryna work it out, oooow good weed, white
my name? Yeah, I heard you good with them soft lips Yeah you know word of mouth The square root of 69 is 8 somethin', right? 'Cause I've been tryna work it out, oh Good weed, white
been in it for the long one, the strong one Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run Street giant defiant to the laws That the white man
get off this nic. E. Dog the break - Kick it ! Verse five: Like me if ya want'a. Diss me if you're gonna But my jam will still be kickin' on your neighborhood
up, fuck a bitch Better get somethin' you can own, asshole White man ain't givin' up shit Word o' life Although I got a white engineer But he's gettin
like this when I was in the kitchen Niggas in the same spot, me, I'm dodgin' raindrops Meanin' I'm on vaca', chillin' on a big yacht Yeah, I got on flip flops, white
Wayne's scorching, I'll applaud him If he keep going, pass the torch to him 50 came through like hurricanes do I thought I'd finish his ass at Summer Jam
jets mothafucka Yo, we live a luxury life Don P., pearl white Harley Davis bike Nigga, mansion on sight Do the five mikes Take the five mikes Jam the
s it Long as they can go to the club and get blitz Pick up some chicks and get some digits And the DJ's playing them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit
tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam