Cry on me Don't be afraid I'll stay with you I know you'll make it And you'll make it good And you'll make it good And you'll make it good All of my
afraid I'll stay with you I know you'll make it And you'll make it good And you'll make it good And you'll make it good All of my life I haven't known
Tercüme: Beach Boys ve Fat Boys. O İyi Makyaj.
do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta
lifestyle might not make it, President got em' in the White House naked, Looked at the clock and it say right now, Get a pound break it down, blow it
paradise All I ever wanted was to get into the party with the good girls and boys Chasing the dream The peaches and cream of the good girls and boys But it
feelin' like I'm T-Pain Pull up to the crib, bitch think she seein' thangs Make a hundred stacks blow it like it's pocket change (Verse 4) If the good
't fight the feeling, life is me I rock shows in Nashville, Tennessee It wasn't "Hee Haw," so don't laugh At the good ol' boys getting autographs In
beat up the peach 'Til she reach a climax, scratches on my back Hit it from the back, baby told me she like that In fact, you the first one to make it
s ride! [East Side Boys {CORRECTIONS?}] Pimped out JAM, tiggle it? SLAM Pimpd out. JAM' tiggle it? SLAM Pimpd out. JAM' tiggle it? SLAM. Pimpd out. JAM' tiggle it
m on my way to the East Side We high, blazin like crazy, we don't know why feelin good as fuck on a hot ass day and it's a pujam right around the way
the highway And life is a quest without recreation God is a beach so glad you could make it American boyz one chance better take it All american All
can make it if we run Oh oh, thunder road, sit tight take hold, thunder road Well, I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk And my car's
finna get it (uh) Ima get it, nigga im finna get it (yeah) Ima get it, nigga i'm finna get it (yeah) Ima get it (yeah), nigga i got to get it Niggas
