East 17 It s Alright - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

It's Alright - Mims

"Woo, Uhh, MIMS! I came to blow a grip You know I don't care Grab a couple stacks Throw the money in the air Drive the black car Open up the bar Shut tha club down Leave with a couple broads You're fucking"

Be Alright - Ludacris & Trina

"I want my ass smaked legs wide front back side to side pussy wet slip n slide yep everythin gon be alright ass smaked Legs wide front back side to side pussy wet slip n slide yep"

17 ?r - Veronica Maggio

"Snoriga armar och en randig kind Glmmer aldrig bort min tonrssynd Hemmafester och en stulen bil Jag satt vid fyrisn och dromkring Snurra flaskan Jag har aldrig Sanning eller konsekvens Vad vill"

17 Minutes - Johnta Austin

"17 minutes... 17 minutes... 17 minutes that's all it's been, But it feels like a lifetime has passed me by The room keeps spinnin even though I'm still sittin And my heart just caught fire And with every"

17 Tragedy - Patrick Nuo

"A boy-a girl and a summer where it all began we lived on love and saltwater kisses in the rain came fallin down on us we never saw the sun again She was my 17 tragedy more than a bittersweet summerdream"

Dreamy 17 - River City Rebels

"In the moonlight your smile glows Your hair just parts right I'll never forget those summer nights If one and one wasn't two My love would never be true If I kissed you now Would you 'member me later?"

Room 17 - King Diamond

"Room 17 was nice and cool, oh yeah A few stains on the wall But that was nothing new to Harry's head Even though he was strapped down to his bed ...Strapped down... Harry felt preety good... Knock Knock... Knock"

17-33 - Johan Rothstein

"Igr s var jag 17, pltsligt blev jag 33 Jag sitter hr och tittar jag har satt mig hr bredvid Jag ser mnniskor som springer, som rusar runt omkring Dom jagar efter lyckan men jag, jag gr ingenting Alla"

East Bay Gangster (Reggae) - Spice 1

"Verse 1: Welcome to the ghetto, and this is the place, young niggas be throwin they rocks up in my face My homey G be yellin yo this like a holdup, I'm pullin my gat to make a mutha fucka fold up In"

At 17 - Brian Kirk And The Jirks

"At 17 my mother's screams at night could wake the dead Four days this week I didn't make the bed What's important to you now is something we don't share Can you learn to fear when your already scared? I'm"

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