a frown Sing for, sing for our voices And more, sing for our choices, Just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... Love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
a frown sing for, sing for our voices and more, sing for our choices, just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
翻訳: ライブ. 男を上げる.
without a frown sing for, sing for our voices and more, sing for our choices, just don't lie, lie, lie, lie, lie... love must stand when raising a man... raising a man
road with trucks and four wheels Jump on in and, man, tell your friends We'll raise some hell where the black top ends I'm chilling on a dirt road Laid
you would think I got it made Better look again I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy
drama A sip of Dom Tyler-Perry-on You gon marry my mom look I don't read palms and I don't read psalms And I did take little man to church And took little man
I've seen a lot of things in my life A lot of ups and downs Made a lot of mistakes No matter what, you've always been by my side You've always been my
today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ouww yeah, you a star in my eyes, you and all them white girls party of five are we drinking a
today And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ooo yeah, you a star in my eyes, you and all them white girls party of five are we drinking a
' married today And now you bitches that be hatin' can catch a bouquet, ooh Yeah, you a star in my eyes You and all them white girls, "Party of Five" Are we drinkin' a
me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A
Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up Momma used to send me over with things We struck a friendship up I spent a few
the studio Yellin' in the mic, you'se a bitch, that's right I take a nigga like you and make him prostitute cute So what you got a gun, punk, you're
nigga this me, I only see green like a Marine Support Calvin Klein jeans, fed a bitch from the Phillipines with a immoral nose ring (masterbatin' with a
And even when I die Don?t shed a tear when I?m laid I feel like a runaway slave I said I feel like a runaway slave Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave
