one can stop us And nothing is in the way No one can stop us And nothing is in the way I don't wanna stay Stay the night Stay the night Stay the night
s your answer At least that's my philosophy CHORUS: Stay the night There's room enough here for two Stay the night I'd like to spend it with you Stay the night
译文: 芝加哥. 过夜.
your answer At least that's my philosophy CHORUS: Stay the night There's room enough here for two Stay the night I'd like to spend it with you Stay the night
muthafuckin' hiddouse Check the technique, nigga Representin' for my real niggas out there Fuck all you buster-ass niggas, word Saturday night in L.
Ooh, well I got a girl with a record machine When it comes to rockin' she's the queen We love to dance on a Saturday night All alone where I can hold
, rock my soul Smokestack, fatback, many miles of railroad track All night radio keep on runnin' through your rock 'n' roll soul All night diners keep
McCoom Mississipi about 1926 He moved to Chicago about 1938 Where his name was eventually changed To Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar everyday and sometimes into the night
motion seem like forever There's air conditioning and brand new nails And phone calls from people in chicago ...why Pay no mind Got no mind Stay outside
the same thing like a synonym I wasn't really spittin game I was scrimmigin My pimpinship so hard it needs censorship I'ma chicagoan till Chicago ends Till we blow like Chicago
place, really ain't safe, Cleveland the birthplace Midwest niggas, yeah, we stay thirsty tim's in the winter with the j's in the summer all four season's we stay
Intro: Yeah I'ma get this one off for Eighty Seven Street South side of Chicago Chicago everywhere check it It's like c'mon y'all get live get down
break 'em off in the shower, kitchen flo' or the outdoors The pieces from the East is the shit And the flesh in the West is the best But Twista love them Chicago
, at least on the West coast, ha I?m just trippin', there's something 'bout you though You think different and understand how I flow Got cribs on both coasts But I?m a Chicago
think I'm faking, but I'll call We only got one night to do it all I know baby it's such a pity Tomorrow night, we hit another city Cold macking in
cape remains, Thought I was M.I.A - no paper planes, I'm fly. Plus I don't write no more, it's all off of the top I shaved the braids And stay sharp,
Now I lay me down before I sleep Pray the Lord my soul to keep Stay with me Jesus through the night ?til I wake in the morning light Merry Merry Christmas
