could lose from love. Did I choose love? Oh . my burst balloon. Oh my shattered dreams. Oh. My so -called life. This tired tune. My burst balloon.
wind will carry Our fears away Chorus: Hold my balloon Fly around the world And leave behind The Hundred Acre Wood With my balloon We float so high Hold my balloon
Preklad: Lee, Kathie. My Balon.
Preklad: Medvedík Pú: Take My Hand soundtrack. My balón [Kathie Lee Gifford].
m not to blame It isn't my fault It was you that make my house shake It was you that made my heart jump It was you that make my house shake It was you
's soldier boys, beauty queens, everyone's a mystery It's got me losing control Yearning, I'm yearning for the one to steal my eyes Wanna play in this
[Intro - Birdman] Yeah So priceless Life so priceless nigga You understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless My bitch so priceless My familia
cause a jacker might run in your house [Verse: Z-Ro] Now snitch fellas get up under my skin That's why I don't mess with friends Unless it's my Mac-
phone calls Ay, I've been in this shit for two deep From moving ki's, pushing weight was too sweet An 8-ball will cost you 75 (Dirt cheap) Back in the
on my hands That's not in my plan, to unstrap it and murda ya man, I murda ya man And I go home and got your blood on my clothes, and I'll be guilty But
my eyes Uh, I know you see the fire in my eyes Uh, I know you see the fire in my eyes The hunger, the hate, I'm trapped inside, now die Everybody in
But before I put my trust in a man, I'll just wait Or better yet, I take the journey for myself Put a bullet in my own head, it's my death So when 12
I ever did, put in my heart for ya Starin' at my eyes they ain't shot, wide open Gotta love forming in my life, for another day And I thank you for some
again, it be the same old shit I finally realized you just a plain old bitch Started gettin my shit tight rockin shows every night Gettin my dick sucked
heart Arguing with my baby momma because shes convinces you'z a mark My word is my bond, my life is my son My duece is my gun, and my fear is to have
Shine By any means necessary I had to go out and get it And come back wit it, thug life I was wit it My balls and my word told a nigga that the world
searching me a hood rat With good cat, something beautiful to look at, fa sho' I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto And all my homies in the federal
you [ VERSE 2: Scarface ] I see that lately that my loves on Stop at Papa Joes and get my grub on I ran into my old fling Tasha Still looking cute but
