From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying I believe to my soul that your daddy's
Bản dịch: Cream. Four Until Late.
(Robert Johnson) From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying. I believe to my soul
I don't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape Out the skins, in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessey until I cold hurl
cup of coffee, a haircut, a lifeline A stranger to trust me, my father to love me Seattle, a sunburn, and lots of Todd Rungran I need a guitar, to do it on all fours
'Cause I get down and get around like the late Mr. Shakur Stay in the kitchen with raw I'm the shit when I whip, I always turn two into four Yo, get
all that Jazz! That Jazz! [Roxie Hart] Say it again, Fred. [Fred Casely] Jesus. [Roxie Hart] Hey, why is the hurry? Amos ain't be home until midnight
the S And said I'm dead and gone Nobody wanna be broke and you neither Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a quick case of cream fever If you be popping
I don't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape out the skins, in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
', nigga I don't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape out the skins, in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold
thing Just open up the door, and I get it myself Verse Two: Snaggle Puss Aiyyo the cream of the land has arrived I got with four hundred lashes and
young, too often, too many times, And it?s too late, But we?re not surrendering though, Fuck no we?re not, We?re on the offensive, On all fours in the
I don't sweat the date My moms is late so I had to plan my escape out the skins, in this world of fly girls Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl Ten
damn thing Just open up the door, and I get it myself [Verse Two: Snaggle Puss] Aiyyo the cream of the land has arrived I got with four hundred lashes
round up when it's urgin four pound up and lurkin' Big your whole town up in hearses And it'll stay with you for like a thousand curses All I want is more cream