Текст песни
I'm 'bout to celebrate, Living like I leave alone. Never gonna hurt the shit 'cause I ever feel Like nothing, wait. Celebrate, living I leave alone. They got me counting all the blues, And twos. They got my hate, my everything. I had seven rooms, now I'm back on the Board. I'm telling you the truth, even you ain't Gonna believe it. I'm 'bout to celebrate, living I Leave alone. Never gonna hurt the 'cause don't ever Live alone. I got another look, Yeah, I'm Up Another match. Put a bitch down to Wait, she don't Gotta be no Bitch. Still Don't With snitches, been double ever you say I'm always Double bag. on shit,
WITMA — LONDON NIGHT
«LONDON NIGHT» — WITMA. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:59. Жанр — Электроника.
