[Verse 1 - Fabolous] First off I'm a motherfuckin' G-E-N-E-R-A-L, word to the K shells In this chopper I will p-p-p-p-pop 'em, Make it sound like helicopters
Holy water, smoke and mirrors Boiling water, you'll disappear I think by now I know what evil really is As pure as the snow, the taste on your lips By
Weit ist der Weg nach Santa Cruz in der Sonne ging ein Mädchen und ich hielt an bei ihr. Weit ist der Weg nach Santa Cruz hab ich zu ihr gesagt
I've earned 25th, God's birth 26th, my birth Santa Clause though the back door Santa Clause through the back door Santa Clause through the back door Santa
Do you know the way to San Jose? I've been away so long, I may go wrong and lose my way Do you know the way to San Jose? I'm going back to find some peace
WRITERS DON WILLIAMS, CHARLES COCHRAN, DAVID POMEROY Which way is Santa Fe, New Mexico I've got some things to say, she needs to know Small brown adobe
Lloyd, ooh yeah It feels so true this love of mine Head rush from the touch, my emotions erupt Realize that I'm stuck, trapped inside of her seduction
This was the child of the Millennium A switchblade hanging round the neck A trail of crosses burn continuum The path to Hell blazed in a wreck Over and
Bella e la sera, Spira un'auretta fresca e leggera, Venite all'agile barchetta mia Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! Santa
wit Believe it, see it ain't aloud in the Lexo Don't talk that way I'll drop your ass half a block, away from the ghetto With the club via Freak Nasty
dia, dela remenbranca, en Domas achamos que Santa Maria fez gran demonstranca En esta cidade, que vos ei ja dita, ouv'y hua dona de mui santa vida,
when I come through with spinners on the six And got bitches bouncin' like Ronnie in Tricks But some whores in this game really don't make sense Bomb roof and via
non arrivarci per contrarieta' tu giri adesso con le tette al vento io ci giravo gia' vent'anni fa Ricordi fu con te a Santa Lucia al portico dei Servi
all'agile Barchetta mia Santa Lucia Santa Lucia Con questo zeffiro Cosi soave Oh, come e bello Star sulla nave Su passeggeri Venite via Santa Lucia Santa
soldados se dizendo avisados e comearam a atirar Pois foi Antnio, filho de Jos Pereira, que no meio da bagaeira olhou pro cu e a rezar pedia para Santo
Oh what a feeling when you're up all night Get home to see that in the morning light Whether it's cold out there's no doubt Love being taxed by you Looks
The street sounds like a monster grinding it's teeth all the time looking for something to chew on and i'm the only one it can find i'm here down by my
The sun stood high that day When we kept crossing every street in this town from side to side And we could not believe When we met this nice guy located