Lyrics:
Of what's done to you is done to me too
Yeah, I don't really care
'bout all things I said I really cared about
Leave some sence!
Gotta get outta here!
Tom
was the last to see her anyhow
No one's gonna lay eyes to see
Lady Godiva and me
Peeping Tom watched the whole thing from the sidelines
Till
Reveal their drive, we could change it
Try to rearrange it
They call me a tom boy and I let them
Cause only a tom boy could forget them
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
was
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ?
I
When Tom came home his hair was combed
He bought snakeskin boots in Rome
That's not like him
His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed
It isn't just
but don't be afraid
I swear it's all ok
take your clothes off for me little one
and play with uncle tom
keep this secret between you and me
I swear it
fazer aquilo que eu já fiz
Fico imaginando sesse cara aí te ama
Mas no tom do seu alô, notei que 'tá feliz
Dói saber que alguém roubou o meu lugar na
to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low
Time and again I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But
International, mein Drip von Overseas
On my own, fuck, ich kann nicht verlieren
International, mein Drip von Overseas
Rock kein Tom Ford, Baby, das
KAŽDEJ DEN SI ZA SVÝM CÍLEM JÍT
KAŽDOU NOC SI SVŮJ SEN SNÍT
KAŽDEJ DEN SI TO DOKOLA PŘÁT
KAŽDOU NOC SI O TOM NECHAT ZDÁT
CELEJ SVŮJ ŽIVOT PŘED NĚČÍM
wird hell Dicka, Buddha und Tom Hengst
Bruder das ist Session-Shit bis six in the Morning
Kleine rote Augen auf dem Beifahrer vorne
Ein „L“ aus 'nem
Ned i koppen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flyter over nå
Tom for tårer nå
Siste dråpen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ned i koppen (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flyter over nå
Hva
guy deh cyaan' faze me
Risk it fi di biscuit, yuh call bravery (risk)
And me nuh fire corn lazy (brrp)
Top ah di game, Tom Brady
Mi style different
Preč, tento track je únik, bullshit preč
Zvládneme ďalšie ťažké days
Keď chytím mikrofón, poviem mikrofón check
A ľudia budú v tom so mnou na
o dom
Piso da Nike a combinar co tom
Eu e o Niggy sabem que vem Bomba
Nessa track Nagasaki Açores
Tamos na corrida bem fast no meu Rover
Eu sou
que chora que chora, vai
Eu quero arrochar, eu quero arrochar
Eu quero arrochar
Toma, toma
Tom-tom-tom-tom-tom
(Uh)
I'm feelin' like I'm Tom Thibodeau
Create the culture, they just dribble more
They hate the vultures 'til
They is one though
They givin' flowers,
Aber du kennst mich nur flüchtig (ja)
Ob teuer oder günstig, ich steck’ es ein
(huh?)
Tom Hengst, IvanG, Hit's Volume 2 (yeah)
Wir bringen den Phunk und
months I was living at my mom's
And I didn't pay rent but I did mow the lawn
Whenever she was gone, I would throw a party
Invited up every Carly and Tom
strácam
Prvou triedou na jachtu v Málaga
Moji bratia vedľa mňa sa majú fajn, na tom som makal
Hey, mama, už sa nemusíš bať, že sa strácam
Prvou triedou
naučím
To ďalej nejde
Všetko im prejde
Tak málo vieš
O tom, že smieš
Byť slobodný
Vždy múdre hlavy radia, čo urobiť máš
Ó, môj Bože, ako sa obliekaš
I already made it but I cannot fake it
See I'm not finished like I'm Tom Brady
They think they go hard but shit I go way harder
Just know I'm a shark
Milujem to ako ma objímaš
O nás dvoch já mávám sny
Ťažko sa mi rozprává
O tom všetkom, ty chýbaš mi
Milujem to ako ma objímaš
O nás dvoch já mávám
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