Kani 4 Bastards 4 A Roll 가사검색 :: 가사집

4 Bastards 4 A Roll `Kani`

We’ve got a brand new brain to rock Cause we’re specialised in shock We against the pop We over the top It’s time to roll Breakin’ the ears Breakin’ the balls We’re gonna make a speech in square We gonna

Too Sexy For My Pants `Kani`

Too many times she turns me on in a car Don’t tell me no lies, enjoy my horny farm Scream the word too loud and you feel instantly better The truth is only one, I come from the gutter Too much Too cruel

Proud Smoker `Kani`

Allright people Listen to me I wanna tell you a story A true story about me I like country grass I like it during sex I show the way I live Cos’ I’m nicotine rocker So I’m a proud smoker!

roll call `All 4 One`

- here we go - here we go - on the radio callin all the girlies out from maine 2 california the roll call is a booty call cause we got something 4 ya throw your hands up in the air show the fellas

4-4 `짱유 (JJANGYOU)`

아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 매일이 좋아 난 busy 맘을 놓게 또 한 Scoop 피지 맘을 놓게 또 한 번 피지 맘을 놓게 또 한 번 피지 매일이 좋아 난 피식 아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 아무 유혹에도 안 걸리지 매일이 좋아 난 busy 맘을 놓게 또 한 Scoop 피지 맘을 놓게 또 ...

4.W.D. `Jethro Tull`

Met a man just the other day said his name was Jim Boy, won't you take a look Got a car for you it's a real steal Cleaned it right down new brakes clutch and here's the hook Yes, it's a 4.W.D

All - 4 - U `ABK`

br>Times in my life I could 1 mile, 2 mile, 3 mile, 4 Smokin' blunts in the window Bangin' with some hoes Man, ya'll can't know Ain't no room for your folks I'm yo Ghetto Neighbor Representing for sure

Interlude 4 `Lauryn Hill`

You're gonna like like a, a hip hop folk singer. What are you, you know, what are you?..."

Perfect 4/4 `Polly Paulusma`

before you, they draw you In deep troughs and sharp peaks of green Each cough rips through you, it wounds you And flatlines cry wolf on the screen If I could change the shapes of the waves They'd all be a

Com. 4 `Master P`

I just got a little carried away You know how fucking far I had to go to get that nigga? Ill pay Get in the fuckin car then nigga. Come on nigga lets go!

Lost & Shaken `Kani`

Ehy honey baby, you waimme a fuckin while we gotta go to bed to get into the fire Rolling and rocking, a screwing philty snake Dont tell me no lies you’re dying for a shake I drink my whisky (in) a greasy

Dead Soul Cowboy `Kani`

Welcome to my West Remember I did my best Now alone in hell My soul bleeds in jail Times run away A desert every day A dream of seduction It’s just your frustration My thirty years in fear ‘cause hope

The Dirty Son Of Joe Cocker `Kani`

I’m a full of coloured dreams, give a chance give a peace Someday I’m gonna be a super super superstar Mad dogs, English men, but don’t forget the sewer rats Feel allright, wrote the letter, let’s get

Rockabeast `Kani`

Go away Fuckin’ liar politician, only shame Done with you You religion Nazis are not the truth Know what I have to do I gotta make a choose Go my way as fuck The star of my life is rock Rockabeast, Anti-keepin

4-2-0 `Kottonmouth Kings`

"We got all types"- At 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered "We talkin pounds" These anti-heroes are just here to serve you proper "Roll that shit up" So leave those blessings right up here upon the

Chicken Dance `Kani`

wheels Take the gun Go chasin’ women and having fun Eat too much Too much meat Put on weight, get on your feet Drink the blood Steel the bar Female flesh is what you call food Don’t waste your time You’re a

Getcha Hellyeah! `Kani`

When children learn to assassin you at the telephone When you fight your depression and nothing more When the crowd is exciting and they want the war When a blue-eyed snake point to the hardcore I’m a

Nail 'em Up `Kani`

know you’re out of doors I know you’re only bitched They give sack your ass they sell your sisters breasts Your job they fuck up C’mon nail’em up My mama sleep away Granpa is Homer dad No money for a

Here 4 One `Blazin′ Squad`

They Blingin Wastline Slimming, V.i.p With A Gang all women Sipping On Bubbly Dance Floor Were Hittin Yo Forget It Playa Big Time Is Back It's Platinum Big time On This Track Stop Dat Cos We Hip

4 Minutes `Madonna`

- Timbaland - I\'m out of time And all I got is 4 minutes, 4 minutes - Madonna - Come on boy, I\'ve been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll - Justin - Well don\'t waste time, give me a

4 Corners `Homeboy Sandman`

the four corners the four corners New York stories in vignettes I'm still yelling out front they ain't let me in yet CSI Criminal Intent Where if you make the wrong left or right someone gon' write you a

Don't Steal My Boots `Kani`

t wait for an other style Don’t try to kill my fire You wanna change my soul Sold it to headbanger’s ball I ran for miles and miles For you I learned to drive Don’t care if you’re rich or poor You’re a

Lady Cab Driver `Prince`

Lady cab driver -- Can U take me 4 a ride?

Tootsee Roll `69 Boyz`

Roll, just make that Tootsee Roll Here we go, Tootsee Roll, yeah, Tootsee Roll Let me see that Tootsee Roll Get on the floor and make that Tootsee Roll (Chorus 2) To the left, to the left, to the

Ballad In 4/4 `Dream Academy`

I was in love with a married girl For seven years out of eight We carried on in secrecy In shadows I would wait I learned to love with her other life I wouldn't let it break us down 'Cause she

Ballad in 4/4 `The Dream Academy`

I was in love with a married girl For seven years out of eight We carried on in secrecy In shadows I would wait I learned to love with her other life I wouldn't let it break us down 'Cause she said what

4 Better 4 Worse `Bellah Mae`

girls like me There's always better guys who would die at my feet Come on And we both know that I was all your friends favourite Cause I was funny and you just couldn't take it It'll only hit you like a

2 Late 4 Love `Tesla`

I can't believe this fucked up world in which we're livin' in Still I do the best that I can Always got me on the lookout for a getaway Runnin' hard, I'm a rock 'n' roll man I know we can make

Down 4 Whateva `M.O.P.`

Now check this motherfucking capo right here Mash Out Posse SLASH O.C. come together like a glock and a clip We gon' jam when its time to blast!

4 Alarm Blaze `M.O.P.`

Lil' Fame: Seventy-five Raised on a strip called here brotha hill Where guns pop and cops get killed This is the place where paranoya Destroyin' niggas cash cases mo' try to flash they lawyers