Превод: 3 Единадесет. Love Song.
Fifteen minutes to six and fourteen floors to go Thirteen suited strangers makes a crowded elevator slow And I've got a million words and phrases on the
f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin? I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges I dont eat sushi, I'm the shit
In this wunderland where I met you.. So DJ play Let the record spin again In this wunderland where I met you.. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 Hold your breath and count to eleven
t know if you niggas want the whole truth Rob report, page 3-5-7 Stay strapped even in the vocal booth Ray hang 'em high, details at eleven [Hook 2x
think its time we a trip to the bed Gurl yo bodys' talkin and im lovin what she said Don't you be a fraid to Let me elevate you Welcome you to suuuper
Yeah they talkin' bout it Cause they can't tip all on the scene with ya Talk about it T-t-t-talk bout it When you get elevated, They love it or they
shes bout to run away and never come back. [Hook - Mary J. Blige] Runaway love [Repeat x8] [Verse 3 - Ludacris] Little erica is eleven years old, Shes
Don't let me, don't let me figure Go home and bring me down Feel the esculator Move up to higher ground [x5] Don't let the elevator bring you down (x3
peas Chains and shackles Boo hoo hoo when it said woah Not getting rawr! Fuck you you're constipated Not getting better yoo hoo Fuck you dont take the elevator
change ya. You are a Shooting Star, That's why you are my favorite. (x4) (Young Boss) I caught her when she fell from heaven. One to ten, baby girl's an eleven
[Chorus] Take what you want, take what you wa-ah-aha-ant Take what you want, take what you want But, you gotta share it with the world X3 Lately I've
for this I be the street sweeper, nigga Quick to leave your whole block shook an' shot at From fuckin' round with the Midack Eleven, twenty-four, act
club hollerin' [Lil' Boosie:] A bay bay this here Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seven two eleven
your own I like it when you hold your own I like it when you hold your own Austin, better work it out Foxxy, better work it out AP3, better work it out AP3
Thursday, one eleven pm Everbody in club get tipsy Everbody in the club get pissy Yo, Tar boy, it's ya boy, Musty, ha ah Still ain't wearin' no deodorant
I like tryin different thai food and seafood Makin my episode of life another sequel I like flyin on Delta and Continental First class, playin them elevator
We two barrels smoke (with a hostage in here) [Verse 3: Redman (Hurricane G)] Yo G, you lock and LOAD? (Lock and load!) Plan came together like the Eleven
