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But you don't have the time So look the other way You will wait until it's over To reveal what you'd never shown her Too little much too late Too long trying to resist it You've just gone and missed it It's escaped your world Can you see that I am needing And begging for so much more Than you could ever give And I don't want you to adore me Don't want you to ignore me When it pleases you Yeah, and I'll do it on my own I have played in every toilet But you still want to spoil it To prove I've made a big mistake Too long trying to resist it You've just gone and missed it It's escaped your world и на рускам Ей нужно с кем-то поделиться, Но у тебя нет на это времени, Вот тебе и не до неё. Ты подождёшь пока у неё не пропадёт желание, Потом проявишь то, чего раньше никогда бы не показал. Но будет уже поздновато. Ты так долго пытался этому противостоять. Но вот всё кончено, Окончательно и бесповоротно. Разве ты не видишь, что мне плохо, Мне нужно гораздо больше того, Что ты мне можешь дать. Мне не нужно твоё обожание, Не нужно твоё равнодушие, Тогда, когда тебе хочется это мне показывать. Я и без тебя справлюсь. Я играл во всех туалетах, Но ты всё равно хочешь всё мне испортить Только ради того, чтобы доказать, что я неправ, Что не стоило так долго сопротивляться. Но поздно, у тебя всё кончено, Окончательно и бесповоротно. Ничего у тебя не получится… |
...AND I WANT TO BELIEVE
Золотом горят Кружева листвы, Ветер, шелестя, Чуть колышет их. Солнца теплота - Сладкая печаль Как ручей звенит, Устремляясь в даль. Одиноко спать В призрачном саду, Не с кем разделить Ни одну мечту. Если хочешь ты Быть всегда вдвоём, Вместе полетим Следом за дождём. Поднявшись вверх, Сквозь облака Лететь туда, Где меркнет свет. Две хрупкие души, Созданья мира снов, Как розы лепестки В обьятьях злых ветров, Летим мы за мечтой, Забыв про боль и страх, Над спящею землёй В угрюмых небесах. И вот, сгущаясь мглой, Сырой туман Всё поглащает, И чёрные армады туч Собою свет закрывают. Раздался гром, Содрогнулись небеса, Они горят огнем, Последняя гроза! Туман всё поглощает, Собою свет закрывая. Раздался гром , Содрогнулись небеса, Они горят огнём, Последняя гроза! Сомнения в душу свою допустив, В мечту до конца не поверив, Теряемся мы, быстро падая вниз, Блуждать в бесконечных аллеях. И страшной мыслью я словно Железом каленым прожжен, И я понимаю, что все это было Лишь сном. Уже невозможно Вернуть всё обратно: Мечты и надежды Сам разрушил ты. Забыть все, что было, Не знать то, что будет. Забудь мое имя В вихре суеты... И я, засыпая, Закрываю свои глаза, Но воспоминания Жгут огнем меня. Унылая полночь, Холодная луна, И я слышу твой голос В шелесте дождя. Оставляя пустыми надежды, Мне со временем становится жаль, Что уже не будет как прежде: Меланхолию сменит печаль И стараясь вернуть то, что было, Со слезами смотрю в небеса, И мне хочется верить, что боль Не разрушит наши сердца! (с) Autumn Rain Melancholy |
MY HUMPS
What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out) I drive these brothers crazy, I do it on the daily, They treat me really nicely, They buy me all these ice-ys. Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi and then Donna Karan, they be sharin’ All their money got me wearin’ Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin, They say they love my ass ‘n, Se7en Jeans, True Religion, I say no, but they keep givin’ So I keep on takin’ And no I ain’t taken We can keep on datin’ I keep on demonstrating. My love, my love, my love, my love You love my lady lumps, My hump, my hump, my hump, My humps they got u, She’s got me spending. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What u gon’ do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’m a make, make, make, make you scream Make u scream, make you scream. Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lu mps. (Check it out) I met a girl down at the disco. She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go. I could be your baby, you can be my honey Lets spend time not money. I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff, Milky, milky cocoa, Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight. They say I’m really sexy, The boys they wanna sex me. They always standing next to me, Always dancing next to me, Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump. Lookin’ at my lump, lump. U can look but you can’t touch it, If u touch it I’ma start some drama, You don’t want no drama, No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama So don’t pull on my hand boy, You ain’t my man, boy, I’m just tryn’a dance boy, And move my hump. My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump. My lovely lady lumps x3 In the back and in the front. My lovin’ got u, She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me. She’s got me spendin’. (Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me. What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump. What you gon’ do with all that ass? All that ass inside them jeans? I’ma make, make, make, make you scream Make you scream, make you scream. What you gon do with all that junk? All that junk inside that trunk? I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk, Get you love drunk off this hump. What you gon’ do wit all that breast? All that breast inside that shirt? I’ma make, make, make, make you work Make you work, work, make you work. She’s got me spendin’. Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me She’s got me spendin’. Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me. :?) :?) :?) |
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А Candy chop никому не надо? :confused:
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50Cent- candy shop
Yeah... Uh huh So seductive [Chorus: 50 Cent & Olivia] [50 Cent] I take you to the candy shop I'll let you lick the lollypop Go 'head girl, don't you stop Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) [Olivia] I'll take you to the candy shop Boy one taste of what I got I'll have you spending all you got Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] You can have it your way, how do you want it You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho In the hotel or in the back of the rental On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit After you broke up a sweat you can play with the stick I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha) [Chorus] [Bridge: 50 Cent & Olivia] Girl what we do (what we do) And where we do (and where we do) The things we do (things we do) Are just between me and you (oh yeah) [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Give it to me baby, nice and slow Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo You ain't never heard a sound like this before Cause I ain't never put it down like this Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone I touch the right spot at the right time Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind So seductive, you should see the way she wind Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gone [Chorus 2x] |
И вот на всякий случай Р.i.M.P.
I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P [Repeat] [Verse 1] Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna I spit a little G man, and my game got her A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P [Chorus] [Verse 2] I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money with me, if you curious to see how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH [Chorus] [Verse 3] I told you fools before, I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK [Chorus] Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH |
Срочно нужно слова исполнителя GNАRLS_BARKLEY_-_CRAZY :) :d :) :lol:
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