Break my little heart in two BRIDGE I cana??t pretend I understand What makes a woman want a man All he ever seems to do Is break my little heart in two
lips She takes her time, delivers her line She never says she's sorry She only asks for forgiveness Two sides, two sides to every woman Two sides, two
译文: 话音刚落，Carlene. 双方每一个女人.
I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off my
i wish i had that clever line. the one that begs you to hang on. slightly out of tune, but anything will do. something that makes me feel alive again
't rely on living lies I really wish we could start it over just you and me When we touched you initialed into my skin With the scratch of a nail carve two letter sins, two
say dude And just right then just the crowd started to boo Them right off the stage but I knew just what to do I told D.J.Voltron just on the ones and two
tree President number two would be John Adams and then number three George Washington was the first, you see He once chopped down a cherry tree President number two
(Chorus) One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six
made up the word 'ballin'', that was how we rolled But the FBI had a whole 'nother idea It's called multiple indictments for hundreds of years What Daff is dead? Carter
a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb broad And I bet I can fuck the world and make it come hard Yeah, you boys is washed up And I'm shittin' on 'em like two
her take a shower gone, Sorry baby but I'm in the I don't wan' be bothered zone, Yeah, Your a groupie, Get on your duty Two women give me head, Call that two
like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay I made two million since last
in the hole There's a pit in your stomach and your mouth's full of coal There's no turning back once you make up your mind As the cart rattles on down
Mic check, mic check One, one, two, two, three, three Too many rappers, and there's still not enough emcees It goes three, three, two, two, one, one
that wanna do that, boy you knew that chew that swallow And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels I don't owe you like two vowels But I would like
'bout Fight for all the right things and let the Huey New out Pharrell what these n-ggas talkin' bout? Two man Big Pun, a one man Slaughterhouse A two
just common sense what the [Pusha T] Came in the game, 8 years prior 8 years later, your mans on fire My Book of Eli, to all my subscribers play the two
