Teksty:
Deep Dish Dreams

again, i see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me Who wants to wrap around your dreams and... Have you any dreams you'd like to sell Dreams

see the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me Who wants to wrap around your dreams and... Have you any dreams you?d like to sell? Dreams

the crystal visions I keep my visions to myself It's only me Who wants to wrap around your dreams and... Have you any dreams you?d like to sell? Dreams

'll be there beside you, With lots of love to give you (love to give..you, you) love to give you love to give [Verse One] It was a dream day Met her

death for my bitches princess cuts and emerald sets American express, uh, whip it out fuck a price bitch, just pick it out want a little CLK? deep dish

gophers dress up in their dirty clothes? D, D, D, D Dogs dream of meat and their dreams are delicious Ducks do have ears but they don't do the dishes

hoodrat Bitches ridin' on my bit Niggas hit me up and shit But I'm from the Eastside Where the niggas do or die Representin' like a dream The circle's deep

baby, leaving nigga's bloody is the nuttiest for the nine six, more blades than OJ since my clict be pimps we aint buying shit we 4 deep in the grand

the love's for? I only ever wanted the one with the flag But all you ever wanted was a sixty dollar bag And a cheap limousine for your deep pile dream