Speak to me, speak to me Speak to me, speak to me Tell me all about the way you feel Speak to me, speak to me Tell me all the things I want to know Tell
Preklad: Beautiful South. Speak To Me.
Yea, so we got this tune called "For Women" right Originally, it was by Nina Simone She said it was inspired by, you know Down south. In the south, they
Midwest When I speak, I have a southern drawl I mind my manners most of the time When you come down here, stop and say hello I'm an American from south
weed I love to speed on dubs and spre's, bitches leave the club with me Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat We popping trunks
speak He'd been living a lie, a life so descreet It made me feel sad to hear him say In a voice so sweet 'Honey you can call me Jane' As the night
listen to the nightmares of the Sea And the music plays on, and the bride passes by Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale Driven south
spirit burning bright Child of many beauties When the birds fly to the south When the wind blows to the north You are in the falling snow You are beauty
it, pulled out the wallet An' I saw this wicked beautiful lady She was a waitress there Put the wallet down an' stared an' stared To put me back into
Oh, we get started up one more time I got the number down right here, I'm looking at it I couldn't believe she would do me like that P I just don't understand
I love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat We popping trunks and
a silly microphone crumb You oughta turn to me, I flaunt essential vocally First team all university while your squad is benchin' locally Don't mention joke to me
me a wonderful guy! I am in a conventional dither, With a conventional star in my eye. And you will note there's a lump in my throat When I speak of
love to speed on dubs and Spre's, bitches leave the club with me Snitches mean mugging me, don't make me bust my fucking heat We popping trunks and smoking
hurt me again Don't, don't, don't hurt me again Don't, don't, don't hurt me again Don't, don't, don't hurt me again Don't, don't, don't hurt me again
. Every night. Every night. Every night. You were on the side of good. I was inside of the sea's guts, a crumbling beauty trapped in a river of ice. A crumbling beauty
