Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club At the Rock and Roll Night Club, Rock and Roll Night Club Cruising in the Moonlight, heading downtown Looking for some fast love, gotta get down Boogie Woogie woman looking my way So, if you want a good

Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store Corner store, 2 AM Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips Rollin' through the city and we hide behind the tints In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip Okay, 2 AM, I'm posted (I'm

God damn, it's a brand new payback From the straight gangsta mack in straight gangsta black How many motherfuckers gotta pay Went to the shelf and dusted off the AK Caps gotta get peeled Cause "The Nigga Ya Love to hate" still can "Kill at Will" It ain't

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness

I like your style Oh, mamacita Come, let's get more familiar Hey, mamacita Come, let's stay 'til mañana Baby, you're my cup of tea And I really wanna be in your company Yeah, yeah mamacita! Love me, lady, yeah, oh I

Shall I tell you about my life They say I'm a man of the world I've flown across every tide And I've seen lots of pretty girls I guess I've got everything I need I would't ask for more And there's no one I'd rather be But I just wish that I'd never been

Wir gehen jetzt im Kreise Man hört uns kaum, ganz leise So gehen wir, so gehen wir, jetzt im Kreise Wir machen kleine Schritte Und trippeln in die Mitte So machen wir, so machen wir kleine Schritte Nun wollen wir rückwärts gehen Ganz hoch auf unsern

How big, how blue, how (beautiful) And meanwhile a man was falling from space So much time on the other side And every skyline was like a kiss upon the lips And I was making you a wish In every skyline How big, how blue, how beautiful And every day I

Ay can’t stop getting paper Ay can’t stop rollin' papers Ay LSD and coca Ay live la vida loca Aye she gon' feed me grapes Ay we don’t go on dates Ay got a man at home but she love the way I taste Back shot back shot back shot back shot right behind the

You're dead and broken Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken Too many things I've never spoken I'm not feeling fine I never told you what to do I never made you a promise that you could hold me to That'll be the day you see me crying How many