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(feat. La Pisa & Mr Cocky) Voglio solo limonare limonare limonare (x4) You remember ghemon you can lick my lemon Voglio solo limonare (voglio di piu
[Verse 1:] Ixnay on the bull shit mai' When I roll black to cleveland I can't believe them Sounds of the non believers Outkast until I'm in dirt Before
Day n nite. I toss and turn, I keep stressin' my mind, mind. I look for peace, but see I don't attain. What I need for keeps this silly game we play
I toss and turn in my sleep Woke up and heard another young'un gunned by police Ain't this some shit? When is this ever gon stop? Crooked government still got crooked
: Lyrics/Music: Julio Iglesias, Manuel de la Calva, Ramon Arcusa Ed. Star Music / Notas Magicas This song appears on: A mis 33 anos (1977) Confieso
Underneath the lightfields Near a wall of water You can put your head down here Forget all you fought for Gotta learn to give Gotta learn to live Crooked
I've got a carved arm and a black tooth Crippled boot and a broken heart Stuck out here in Smiley Oh God, I'm so alone I will roam hobo Come crooked
if he's patient then the branch will stretch and she'll come hopping down right onto his crooked crown. when he lowers her to his eye they breathe each others
Because I toss and turn in my sleep Woke up and heard another young'un gunned by police Ain't this some shit? When is this ever gon stop? Crooked government still got crooked
You left me without a good-bye You didn't try to sleep while momma cried Life can be so wicked When it all goes skywest & crooked I've got gravity
Down the crooked road a ways a child's shadow hiding in the briar tending to a twisted heart that's bent and broken wounded and abandoned left amongst
I crooked letter, crooked letter I I think I wanna hump that I M I crooked letter, crooked letter I I think I wanna hump that I M I crooked letter, crooked
Yeah, Crooked keep a German Luger, a Bazooka and three vest He's not from Cash Money but man he's fresh Ever since I was a baby I was about them millions
me smoke) I never knew another human life (Didn't know) Who got the power to take over mine, so baby, baby [Crooked I] Yo, I love my R & B, P's man
You know what's mind bothering Niggaz be acting like bitches, you know Man why you sign to Death Row? Get out my business bitch Man why you leave Death
[Intro:] What is it all about huh? What the fuck is it about? I'm readin an article and they tryin to tell me I'm jealous of Kurupt's album droppin What
