get back to some good time livin' Got to get out where the air is sweet Got to, got to get back livin' Work with our hands live off the land Feel good
Tercüme: Three Dog Night. Good Time Yaşam.
get back living. Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living. Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living. Gotta, gotta, got, got, to get back living.
Banks] I'm who they be, Chronic by the P, living comfortably Come with me, round and some would see why they fuck with me Bentley's pulling up in three
women run for they lives Drizzlin' rain come out the sky every time somebody dies Must be out my fuckin' mind, what is this, the hundredth time? Sendin
Kept throwin' up the whole time The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore And, oh yeah, three
night with GOOD company and better jewelers to the Good Life, we GOOD music [Big Sean] Man, I wake up to a wet dream every day's a Friday and every nights
wild wild west, that's the place Suckers take a bite, and don't even taste The California lifestyle that I live Mack these hoes every chance I get Like a drop SL, three times
that, man $hort Dog?s in the house, bitch She?s a punk-ass bitch, hoe, tramp and a slut Took her to the motel just to fuck Last night she licked all
her whole face explodes There's three things I hate, girls, women and bitches I'm that vicious to walk up and drop-kick midgets They call me Boogie Night
Black Sheep Five, this is Red Dog One, come back [S.G.] This is Black Sheep, copy State your position [S.G.] Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin
"What'd you do last night?" "We did umm, two whole cars It was me, Dez, and Main Three right? And on the first car in small letters it said 'All
lap of the car chase And I finally understand my right to choose My preacher man told me it could always be worse Even the three-legged dog still got three good
all 2X) Verse Three: Puff Daddy Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog,
crazy enough, huh My life got ups and downs like an all night fuck,so what (*inhales*) Y'all really want from me (*exhales*) I'm trying to live with two hoes like three
Little nigga but still kept a fly bitch And back then it was love in the hood Knuckle up with ya dog and fuck it, it's all good Now, I'm in the crib
true So as pray and hope and the message is sent And I am living in the dreams that I have dreamt Because I'm down with the three, the unstoppable three
the nose, till her whole face explodes There's three things I hate, girls, women and bitches Smack bitches that walk up, and drop-kick midgets Call me Boogie Night