Lyrics:
us while the robbers save lives in exchange for a bag
Same old story, man gun down, kid gun down life goes on
You dont wanna get stuck in the mix
Might pick your brain before i ask your name
Gotta make sure you ain't moving the same
Said she gone get it tatted by her heart
Knew it was mine before
been the bravest kids
Ussio go whinging on some same old shit
Brother check how you behave and shit
They getting over it
Check my Yandex
I'll teach
know what to say
Same old story
Just a different day
So it's just a
Just a different day
Hmm
Down by the ocean
Where the little girls play
Down by
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do
for love an' glory,
A case of do or die, the world will always welcome lovers,
As time goes by
It's still the same old story, a fight for love
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do
With every end, there's got to be a beginning
Subtracted my presences
Now I'm addin' up all these blessings
Then I
Watch them multiply
South East
except for a few people, and the things are,
the grosvenor square marches in london.
The end product of it was just newspaper stories about
riots
now you're just old news (Yee!)
Dying inside but you really bring it out of me
Didn't know this was going south, thought you was proud of me
You stayed
but back came Rob
To the same old game
"hee-hee yo, what's up to y'all, want to hang?"
"yeah sure" they said on the quick fast
"by the way anybody
of roast meat.
The brief reflection was stopped by a gesture of a man sitting by the bonfire. It was an old Cheyenne with a wistful face; he had laid his
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate.
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That no one can deny.
It's still the same old story
A fight
able to go 4 5 million sold
Now everybody having trouble to go gold man
It's a lot of good music coming out the South
And a lot of nonsense coming out
able to go 4 5 million sold
Now everybody having trouble to go gold man
It's a lot of good music coming out the South
And a lot of nonsense coming out
able to go 4 5 million sold
Now everybody having trouble to go gold man
It's a lot of good music coming out the south
And a lot of nonsense coming out
Sitting alone in an old rockin' chair
I saw an old mother with silvery hair
She seemed so neglected by those who should care
Rockin' alone in
In a tinted black Benz with the seat low
Yeah, we've got the same whip
But are you a speed demon like me? No
East boy, South, filled E up
I be
starin at it
But it's been the same old North Carolina that's been bein'
Y'all niggaz just gettin it, oh it's a shame isn't it?
Oh you thought we said we
Legit And I've Got A Side ting We All Break Laws,
Old Heads Keep On Telling Me You Better Save Yours,
And That Benz That You Wanted Gon' Kill You By Day
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do
The fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
It's still the same old story
The fight for
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do
old to new
on to the next yeah its a play by play
the same old thing when the daylight change
flex on dishonor yeah say what you say
who would
Discuss these same old story dvdlive by south Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In