Tłumaczenie: Moen, Don. Pan jesteś dobry.
Tłumaczenie: Israel Houghton. Lord You Are Good (Ft nowych Rasy).
Tłumaczenie: Israel Houghton. Pan jesteś dobry.
show help to?" I proceeded to ask him and he said with a passion I could never watch a soul die, plus you the man lookin' too fly (But who are you?)
Baby, this is your last dance, you know how you do it There's no nigga like you And there'll never be another nigga like you Put your foot on these motherfuckers
you (Oops!) You're like a rush, you're like a drug, it's just the sight of you I like to think that I could kick you but it's what you do When you wink
, now we're gone Now are you gone? We live, then we die, But never touch the sky So young, now we're gone Now are you gone? Spoken Section: 5,7,8,2,
Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you,
be lost then found Empty glasses and tables Echo's through these walls The memories go were we go there like the suitcase that you never lose If the good lords
things you love you loose But you got the love I need to see me through You got the love You got the love You got the love You got the love You got
to say Are you still mad at Biggie ? Are you still mad at Dre ? And are you happy at the way your legacy portrayed ? I'm trying to do for D.C what you
've been waiting for so long for you to come along Help me on that day When you take over all the things Heaven has made for you Is there anything you think you
[Pharrell chorus] Yeah, mami you miss me don't you? Haters wish you could hit me don't you? Heh, you should call me Uncle I understand I'm back by popular
I love you, I love you And this is eternal It's love, true love That brings my heart to you, home to you girl, yeah And it's the same deep feeling of
not perfect, woman Neither are you, babe, you'll never find nobody, hey To give you all the stuff you need you know what that stuff is, babe And Lord
't 'Cause you got to use just what you got To get just what you want, hey Hot pants, hey, hot pants, smokin' Hot pants, make ya sure of yourself, good Lord You
got the feeling Baby, baby I got the feeling You don't know what you do to me People are heavy, down in misery Hey, yeah, alright Hey, hey, good Lord