Lyrics:
Idol sempre me disseram
Eu sou muito belo
Que narciso acha feio o que não é espelho
De David Bowie a Mick Jagger me tira daqui
Freud explica tanta
barn här, Jag flippar när som helst och skjuter ner hela kvarteret!
Vilken jävel i rummet har nuddat min mick??
Erkänn nu jag ser ett fingeravtryck!
Och
la falta de suerte
Pero suerte
Como Mick fuerte
pero suerte UUU
Aquí se rapea trapea no se alardea lo que no se hace
Pase, haga lo que le nace
Det ADAAM på din mick
Här de bara platta på hjärnan bara platta på hjärnan
Pungade varor som får dig att sväva
Mannen vi på top går inte att mäta
the bag
Watch how I thumb through it fast
Swore that I feel like Mick Jagger
Swore that I been had the swagger
I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear
I
När dani m och z står och spottar på en mick
Står och spottar på en mick
Hon kastade en blick
Märkte att hon tänkte jag vill rida på hans dick (jag vill
nigga Mick
Damn she do tricks on it
Got her transfixed
Might need a crucifix
Red on her lips
Louis V kicks on me heavy like bricks
Red on me
Red red
Go get it today
Use all of your strength
To get out of the rain
Regain all your confidence
Never linger on the minuscule things
Like that rapper Mick
inspiram tipo o Mick do Skate
Meu irmão da Rocinha que o morro inteiro respeita
E quando eu era criança eu nem sabia quem era
Eu só olhava e pensava "que
stoned
I been Mick Jaggered and silver daggered
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mother, father, aunt and uncled
Been Roy Haleed
But I ain't gonna hear it said no more
Take care of all your memories
Said my friend, Mick
For you can not relive them
And remember when you're
makes better love than a mick makes money
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!!
stoned
I been Mick Jaggered and silver daggered
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mother, father, aunt and uncled
Been Roy Haleed
ever say that you've got more than me?
Mick say's that he can never get no satifaction
These day's I think I know exactly what he means
What does he
Mick Jagger
I'm talkin' 'bout everybody gettin' crunk, crunk
Boys try to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he gettin' too drunk, drunk
Now,
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
guy
His name is Mick
Now, he don't care when he ain't got no chick
He do the shake
The rattlesnake shake
Yes, he do the shake
And jerks away
guy
His name is Mick
Now, he don't care when he ain't got no chick
He do the shake
The rattlesnake shake
Yes, he do the shake
And jerks away
stoned
I been Mick Jaggered and silver daggered
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mother, father, aunt and uncled
Been Roy Haleed
won't chick and micks won't mack,
Blue is white and white is black
When the love you love won't love back.
On account there's no accountin'
When you
Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Irish Rover
We had one million bags of the best
guy
His name is Mick
Now, he don't care when he ain't got no chick
He do the shake
The rattlesnake shake
Yes, he do the shake
And jerks away
GIMME SHELTER
WRITERS MICK JAGGER, KEITH RICHARDS
Oh, a storm is threatening My very life today If I don't get some shelter Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade
won't chick and micks won't mack,
Blue is white and white is black
When the love you love won't love back.
On account there's no accountin'
When you
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