I just shot a man down In central station Rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum, rum bum bum bum Oh mama, mama, mama 'Cause I didn't mean to hurt him Coulda been somebody's son And I took his heart when I pulled out that gun

Even though I know it's been tough I can't stress enough no matter what, mama I love you You've always been there by my side You've taught the wrong from the right, mama I love you This for you (uh) there ain't one day that go by where I don't think

They think I'm a magician (voilà, voilà) They think I know magic (voilà, voilà) They think I go abracadabra, leave and come back, 'cause I'm different (Oh mama, voilà, voilà) I might pull up in a Bentley (voilà, voilà) Pull up in them Benz's (voilà,

This ain't nothin' but a heartbreak town Square people in a world that's round You take your number and you stand in line And they watch to see how high you're gonna climb Hugged your friends Kissed your mama goodbye Baby in your arms and a tear in your

daddy sang bass (mama sang tenor) me and little brother would join right in there in the sky, lord, in the sky one of these days and it won't be long i'll rejoin them in a song i'm gonna join the family circle at the throne by and by, lord, by and by i

Mama t'inquiète pas, papa t'inquiète pas Les loups mangent les brebis: ça on le sait Alors on t'mange ou tu manges? Le Game n'est pas un jeu: oui, en effet Alors on t'game ou tu t'ranges? Ton fils est un soldat, j'ai un brolique sous les draps Ça fait 6

It ain't right, babe, no It ain't right, no no Mama, don't do that you know It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. It ain't right, yeah, boy boy. All the "bad boys" want some brawl, it's tricky And girls enjoy, they feel so lucky Laughing at weeds running out

Los 4 7 soldados y los R de posición y 30 kilos en el Jet Baby ponte las Yeezy, las Yeezy, las Yeezy, las Yeezy, las Yeezy Baby, ponte las Yeezy, las Yeezy, y mámame el bicho en el Panamera Tú te trepas encima de mi, y yo adentro de ti, te toque el punto

Since you been got in the big city Well, you been startin' treatin' me wrong Your mama and your daddy done told me, baby Not to bring you to the South And the bright lights knocked you out I'm gonna send you back to Walker You had nothin' when I met you,

How high's the water, mama? How high's the water, papa? Two feet high and risin' Three feet high and risin' Four feet high and risin' Five feet high and risin' She said it's two feet high and risin' We can make it to the road in a homemade boat That's