will be alright Ooh, ain't nothing I wouldn't do Ooh, all and everything for you Ooh, your love is all I know and ever knew Ooh, therefore I have sold
fine line between right and wrong Even thinner 'tween heaven and hell Well, my soul ain't sold but I got it up for sale Yeah, my soul ain't sold but
I act like I left her, but I really beg her to stay. And the more that I press her is the more she slips away. Act like I don't need her but...Yo, you
you rollin' with Dave, Trav, Violet Brown and three Q Hootie hoo, for those who not knowing That mizzou thee true I'mma tell ya like the Swedish would say it Sug min
saken kolla baken fan har du sett pa maken Kompis e du vaken hard i spaken eller staken AYO han har smaken kikar fran taken riktiga muff-soldater ,Akta
har du sett pa maken Kompis e du vaken hard i spaken eller staken AYO han har smaken kikar fran taken riktiga muff-soldater ,Akta gentel man som vet
tryin' to stay on top Bitch nigga, check your Kotex You niggaz ain't movin' shit like the hand on a fake-ass Rolex I'm five million sold, the cover
guardami soldato Gio se tu mi guardi pensero soltanto a te saran brevissimi soldato Gio diciotto mesi se li passi insieme a me. Mi devi credere soldato
VERSE When you're feeling sad and blue, don't you know that I will always, Be here for you. When everything just makes us go out of our minds, just know
C?e una luce, certa luce Che da sempre splende in me Lascio tracce sulla neve Per tornare fino a te Stanno andando via Tutti i soldati dalla mia citta
amore mio ti voglio anch'io, ma me ne devo andare che poca voglia di fare il soldato io sono nato per stare qui. Che poca voglia di fare il soldato
on me, yeah! You know I sold my soul to rock 'n' roll. I bought these devil chains. My baby wants me home. Can't refuse him. Sold my soul to rock 'n'
Ye, ye, ye, ye Mon coeur balance Huuuuuuuuum, oooooooooh Une etoile Mon coeur balance La situation devient complexe car mes princesses me font perdre
Money burns a hole in my pocket How I wish I had millions of dollars and nothing to do But just buy pretty presents for you Money burns a hole in my
c'est son dernier soldat du plomb et un seul bras c'est sur ce bout de ferraille que sa memoire deraille et quand il manque de temps quand il manque de
(feat. J.R. Writer) [Hell Rell:] Okay, I'm all about my money bitch Hell Rell, I'm all about my money [Verse 1: Hell Rell] Yo, blow money in large amounts
(feat. B1, (MF) Grimm) Ninety-five, keep it live Yeah to make papers, knahmsayin? Motherfuckin Kool G. Rap and B1 and my motherfuckin man Grimm Just