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译文: 王子. 比赛.
译文: 王子. 欢迎2老鼠赛跑.
Get it? Race Got it Race Face the music Race Race (Face Face Face the music) Race Race (Face Face Face the music) Race Race Race Race (Face-F-Face the music) Race
red Get it? Race Got it Race Face the music Race Race (Face Face Face the music) Race Race (Face Face Face the music) Race Race Race Race (Face-F-Face the music) Race
this is D- Block this is D- Block DDDDD you know my name ( rick ross) Ridin in that maybach baby boy this first class tints feelin like a prince
Yeah (DJ I'll Will) yeah Ha Yo Tez guess wat? I'm back from the yearbook with class president flow I'm so I'll with will like fresh prince yo Lil twist
This wind is rising from hell The sand and rain can't go by People will fear this by the name The prince of darkness is here You will see it's fighting
Little Bo Peep is weeping, I hate to see you cry Sometimes guys lie when your thighs are above you Mother May I say you denied the evidence The frog was only a prince
we at the opera Queen Elizabeth rub on my leg Had ketchup on her dress from a whopper Chunky ass necklace Must be her birthstone John Paul cop the biggest stones outta Rome Told ya eyes up on her prince
Glock, Put Him In A Coma, Now What That Boy Got Uhhmm GlockComa Hahaha, My Weed Is Stronger, I Smell Great, I Like From Methazine, Im In The Smell Race
damn you lookin' good in it Take a chance with a nigga in the choice ride Listen to the CD's, I play inside Mos Def, Jay, Prince, and Stevie Marvin Gaye
eyes She dances on her knees, pirate prince at her side Staring into the hollow idol's eye Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool
doing in Japan, I was asked to go to Bali and speak about the future with the prince of Ouboud. Now the idea was that I would represent the Western world, the prince
gone I remember an ebony prince who taught his brothers pride Said the black man's loss--just another cross on which another prophet has died Some people wanted them leaderless--a race
all missing or strewn 'cross the floor And he can't quite recall the events of the evening before As cars race by, our young prince waits, behind his
flex their bright The light collects in your eyes, turns and reflects Jumps into mine, I'm a slave to the sight My hands shake, our minds race from
