15 lyrics for "All ass aye, all ass aye"
Glory days, glory days Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days well they'll pass you by Well alright oo yeah Well alright come on now I had a friend was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speed ball by you Make
PlayI'm sick and tired of the games you played Every move I make your ass got something to say Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way Everybody is trying to figure me out What the hell is wrong
PlaySorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters All I got is mother fuckin' players We get money in mother fuckin' layers All I got is maids and waiters All I got is suits and gators Y'all niggas lost and I'm Las Vegas Everybody love black ass Darth Vader You and
PlayNon, rien de rien Non, je ne regrette rien Ni le bien qu´on m´a fait Ni le mal tout ça m´est bien égal! C´est payé, balayé, oublié Je me fous du passé! Avec mes souvenirs J´ai allumé le feu Mes chagrins, mes plaisirs
PlayPassion in my eyes, I lived it everyday, but how could you go throw it all away? In my dreams it's me and you, it's there I saw it all come true As time went by faith in you grew, so one thing's left for me to do (finish you) I feel it burn inside, burn
PlayYou keep me believing When I get the feeling That my prayers have hit the ceiling And those darker days When my faith has lost all meaning I don't remember how I got here When my rose coloured glasses disappeared Sometimes my fingers, they can lose touch
PlayOuais Charo allons nager j'ai d'la fraiche en gros Ouais Charo, j'passe en machine trop de mich sur un bigot Ouais Charo j'ai d'l'euro pépère couleur indigo Échouer? J'suis mauvais joueur, sa ramène les métaux T'es mort sur l'oreiller, fallait m'éviter
PlayGrandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning Played a tambourine so well Used to issue out a warning She'd say, "Billy don't you run so fast Might fall on a piece of glass "Might be snakes there in that grass" Soothed a local unwed mother Used to
PlayYou keep me believing When I get the feeling That my prayers have hit the ceiling And those darker days When my faith has lost all meaning I don't remember how I got here When my rose coloured glasses disappeared Sometimes my fingers, they can lose touch
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