SNO (Three 6 Mafia's Group.. Feat. Lil Wyte, JellyRoll & BP2) - Come Here White Girl Lyrics SNO (Three 6 Mafia's Group.. Feat. Lil Wyte, JellyRoll & BP
A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road
hallucinate my own sno cone of love you see it for a second then it's gone (sno cone of love) your vision quest is mowing the lawn (sno cone of love)
A man made of butterfat Careening around on a Sno-Cat And I can't drive any faster My hands are like ice and the moon shines On pepper trees and road
译文: Electrocutes. SNO -帽.
译文: 克里斯汀赫什. 斯诺猫.
译文: 数学. Winta斯诺.
I just want to know the number I mean hi how are you do you like cucumbers? LISTEN EVERYBODY IT'S ESPIONAGE (squeaks) [Chorus] I just want to 1 2 I don
Make sure your baby?s well tucked in a blanket in the basket of a back seat of a wagon that don?t run on air if you can?t afford the fuel, pray you get
Hey man. . . why save that hardship for the older you? take it on now upon the younger you don?t be afraid when you fear your courage has been mislaid
Well, welcome to the season of suspicion and what not where the only reason is based on why not maybe your bank account is not a high enough amount just
Would I be awakened where the wrong side renders? would I be a dangling toward demise? forgetting about the innocent splendors? and rage blinding my
The considerate morning burns off the treacherous dark and you celebrate that spangle and spark scattering the ashes made from such a blazing bright
{CHORUS} Keep little the promise but less the lie from down this mud here to way up sky let light and love be keep to the test and short supply never
Things could have been better they sure could not have gotten much worse when there were tears out in the alley and laughter waiting out front in the
Are you searching for a situation with a less hurting affiliation do you so feel it when you can?t believe your eyes {CHORUS} welcome to paradise, paradise
(by Rainer Ptacek) Days turn into afternoons Afternoons turn into weeks Pretty soon another year is gone Still you ain?t got yourself no peace What?
Got to go now there is still so much left behind not ready to go but already out of time {CHORUS} that?s the chore here the chore of enchantment one