the night you got a heart of stone now that you're back I can't leave you alone Back street pick up Back street pick up honey where have you been good
Tercüme: Melekler. Back Street Pick Up.
sand like she's the last samurai It's a stick up stick up and a pick up pick up Telling lies and telling lies will put your face on fire Run and tell
head" He ain't around to see her walk Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up when she falls Just the thought of a kid livin' fly fucks me up When
ride so I could holla My favorite girl outside of my Impala I ain't gon' say you a dream I don't gotta You could walk around in the street with no problems I pick up
a black Durango Mmm License plate say ?Angel? What? Tattoo on her ankle Plus she?s makin? pesos Got a crib on Peace Street Peace Street? Right on 17th street
Crack the dils, spread the buddah in the hid douse Roll it up and diddas, who tipped in for the 10 bag Etcetera, I roll my blunts with two textures Pick up
the strip going backwards down runways Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto Sounding like I'm riding out a concert at a rap show Hit a back street and put the top up
My morning paper has the scores The human interest stories And the obituary, oh yeah Cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back How many angels can you fit
it up as if you're where you live it up the beat And get risen up you're knocked down get back and get it up Get off of queer street and get with us And
never let me down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Get up, I get down, get up, I get down Yo, first I
females The watch mother pearl weather seashells Pick of the litter, have this nigga picking paper up Twitter thug, I'm the townline strangler Get 'em up, banging dangerous as angel
Get with her, in the basement longer than Big Tigger Triple up, trey eight, four nickel tucked Get some weight on your ass, give them nickels up This
give a flyin' fuck Talk with signs up Walk with the iron tucked Leave your eyes wide shut Money bag's on the table, gots to get locked up Rebel I's simply slicker, pick up
up In the cathedral a burst of laughter In another city the pigeons fly up and scatter Someone puts down in a New York subway A newspaper picked up in
St Peter says, "You picked a real good day" Your lungs fill back up with air And your worries float away Jesus smiles, He's a handsome man He's taller
up in the cathedral a burst of laughter, in another city the pigeons fly up and scatter someone putdown in a new york subway, a newspaper picked up
