don't know We don't know, we don't know, we don't know why Ohh, why, w-w-why Ohh, why, ohh, why, oh, why Why, w-w-why
you know We don't know, we don't know, we don't know We don't know, we don't know, we don't know why Oh why, why, why --
翻訳: ロバートプラント. なぜ.
You're giving more respect to a dead man than you do my man And my man's got the plans in his hand (Why wait until the heartbeat stops?) (Heartbeat props
Ridgemont 4 Not no bitch and say I still ain't a hoe Letting niggaz know, everyday of the year I pimp my pen and I get my point clear Why niggaz wanna
Ridgemont 4 Not no bitch, and say I still ain't a hoe Letting niggas know, everyday of the year I pimp my pen, and I get my point clear Why niggas wanna
know babe) the situation that I'm in said I'm gone not coming back again i don't mean it that's why I'm saying i know you plan for me to be a man (i
duke shirt off React like I'm bagging up stabbing up what collect A brick pop shit in the six trunk Nah nah man, nah man you wanna have that shit again Why
single Plan yet today, though I'll take my time Today I'll shampoo I'll wash away everything As best as I can Why is a girl as beautiful As you crying
I do I get rid of you x2 you're my kind of woman tell me what to do And I will not pretend to be extending a hand that holds the key unlocking a plan
And many brothers know me for what? My bag of bitches But I'm also known for giving stitches A buck 50 for those who get nifty That's why your ass so
will make you cry sometimes It will make you walk and don't know where you're going It will make my heart feel burnin' And I don't know for certain Just why
Why are my words running together I thought you'd anchor me down Forget all that let's get out Tonight it's you and me Looking for the only sound that
time He was so cute Jonny Punk Rock, so cynical You woulda jumped him too Now the song remains Why are the burners always toast? Why are the stoners always stoned? Why
Why don't you, stay a little while Stayyayyayyy, stay a little while, child Baby, why don't you, stay a little while Stayyayyyayy, ayyyayyy, stay a little while, child Baby, why
dude to touch the sky But still shorty wild Turned on by 40 cals Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style No wonder why I picked up triggers
