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Oversettelse: Dream. Høyre side av hjernen min.
Oversettelse: The-dream. Høyre side av hjernen min.
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of my Left-side brains I knew I wouldn't forget you And so I went and let you Blow my mind Your sweet moonbeam The smell of you in every Single dream
could have my way I'd check out right now I'd say out to lunch honey thanks a bunch it wouldn't work out anyhow But this desires too much it's rented out my brain
lake I won't be sleeping much tonight It's not the same without you lying by my side Right beside me Can I swallow this bottle whole So this brain in my
it takes strippin', workin' out on the block Up on the phone, talkin' about (my skin is tan like the front of your hand) (And my hair...) (Well my hair
, peak, sippin' ass She a perfect ten in my wildest dreams Dawn Aiyyo, she gotta be gone Waitin' on my sweet strawberry pecan Rican La Shawn Holdin' my
brain (this is my) Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (this is my) Time this is your time this is your time this is your brain
seems young black things triple beans dreams make them .... Fucking make a million, ...from the top of the building, I brick them ... I could see it with my eyes right
this since I was 15 and live through night Smoke another like Chech & Chong has a nice dream Simon Jump in the ride, bounce that ass side to side (Jump
My stripes show like regiments, military intelligence Murder game, I leave no evidence, credentials Go ask my pre-school, even talk to my old principal
side Two childhood friends just died, I couldn't cry A damn shame, when will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguments with my
raisins) Psychopathic Records Para siempre! I smell garlic my head hurts Cause my brain is cursed by voodoo wizards My skin turns blue and I start to shake My
