Engine, Engine No. 9, coming down the railroad line How much farther back did she get off? Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for it everywhere
翻訳: ロジャーミラー. エンジン、エンジンナンバーナイン.
Females, call me sexist But don't they love it, you know me Freak nasty in a room trying to blow me Like engine, engine, number nine Homies run a train
then they splashed into the deep blue sea Oh, it was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir, sing a static with the whole We must memorize nine numbers
they splashed into the deep blue sea Oh it was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir, sing ecstatic with the whole We must memorize nine numbers
then they splashed into the deep blue sea oh it was a wonderful splash) we must blend into the choir; sing ecstatic with the whole we must memorize nine numbers
town bully Who want that pressure, about to get smacked silly Like a fat bitch in Spandex, Free Willy We on some milli, check the joint, engine number nine
'Barbershop' talk Could get a nigga put to deep rest You on the corner and I'm flyin' buy Some foreign exotic muh'fucker, you know we flyin' buy Oh you got nine
Engine, engine number nine, Comin? down the railroad line, How much farther back did she get off? Old brown suitcase that she carried, I've looked for
and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go Out on runway number nine
No, you can't find the shit in a handbook Take a close look, at a rap crook Rule number one, get yourself a gun A nine in your ass'll be fine Keep it
heart and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one so In the early morning rain with nowhere to go. Cut on runway number nine
em, hi hater, on my watch, the padded Felipe I don't lose no sleep, 'cause I don't fuck with y'all haters My car, the SLR, the engine through them like
and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my darlin' so In the early mornin' rain, with no place to go Out on runway number nine
I want you deep inside So put it here, yeah, baby Open your eyes and let me groove you The music in my mic can move you Like engine-engine number nine
like the equator So get your BluBlocker my knocka, the sun is here to shine Swingin a Bat-man, and Rob-in those that are fine BACKDRAFT! Engine engine number
my pockets full of sand I?m a long way from home And I missed my loved one so In the early morning rain With no place to go Out on runway number nine
