you should know Turn around, Whenever you want me girl And I swear tonight You will find You're only a heartbeat girl To these arms of mine Come on home Turn around
out your name Feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it, feel it So turn around and count 2 ten
翻訳: テン13コンセプト. ターンアラウンド.
翻訳: 十市. ターンアラウンド.
the tail lights, red burns into night Rolling out of sight Turn this car around Turn this car around I'm goin' back Turn this car around Turn this car around
late Live with it Now you got a roommate My homie served ten years It's too late for him to be treated equally Too late for him to make it out the hood legally Ridin around
This is for the dirty girls All around the world, here we go Dirty, dirty dancer 'Nother day, 'nother night And she acting like she don't sleep She's
ten thousand miles apart I've been California wishing on these stars For your heart on me, my California king Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around
two, come through run through Gun who, oh you don't know what the gun do Some do, those that know are real quiet Let me think you wanna try it, fuck around
ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game over playa and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the award show Bank account ten
s right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right) They pop shit 'til we start approachin these cowards While we lay around dollars, they lay around
We're ten thousand miles apart I been California wishing on the stars For your heart for me My Californa King Just when I felt like giving up on us You turned around
Enrique, Usher This is for the dirty girls All around the world Here we go, dirty, dirty dancer 'Nother day, 'nother night And she acting like she don
the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around
robbin' but it's legally done And now days if it ain't legal I don't fuck around I get my thrill when I ill and a jam is filled With ten thousand screamin
in the pourin' rain I hate flyin' but there's no time for slow trains Another show to do, I gotta catch my crew They left last night in the bus around
your style The radio jocks are all pop So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to rock? The shit that make your face turn green Is when you get dissed
