seize the sorry blackened bones of trees In the dead of winter when the silent snowbirds come You're my sweet maple sugar, honey, hot buttered rum
Rum, Thunderbird wine and Coke Snakebite and skunk, a snort and a smoke I wanna get legless and fly like a bird That's the most natural thing in the world
, she's muddled me good I've taken to drinking and given up food I'm buying an island, somewhere in the sun I'll hide from the natives, live only on rum
off Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola Go down Point Koomahnah Both mother and daughter Workin' for the Yankee dollar It's a fact, man, it's a fact Rum and
[Dre] My nigga i think we got one, well a nother one weezy Thats what they say when they play me when they here me on the radio ooh thats what the sayng
Red rum, red rum, red rum, red rum A .44 bullet shell took my niggas life Triggers pulled by some young niggas on that white He used to fuck with them
the old black rum But I know I'm gonna do it again Because the old black rum's got a hold on me Like a dog wrapped round my leg And the old black rum
I had jade colored eyes That shimmered in the sun If you stared at them too long You'd catch a glimpse of what I'd done The faces of the damned And all
doch die anderen die hassen mich und lassen mich nicht geht es um wahre probleme dann bleiben alle stumm geht es um mich hacken sie auf mir rum SIE HACKEN AUF MIR RUM
the guts to run the rum the thirsty pay handsomely for a measly little tot but you'll pay as much in prison if you happen to get caught my rum runner
She walks thur the corn leading down to the river Her hair shone like gold in the hot morning sun She took all the love that a poor boy could give her
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Time to get ill, my mic starts
Fast cars in the air "gimme a ride!!" So bright so light shine inside! Fantasizing boyz, givin' love & joy So cute So sexy can't annoy! Got Rum on your
middle of your sewing For there's nothing I enjoy like a horrible muddle The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat The Rum Tum Tugger doesn't care for a cuddle The Rum
um und Schuld daran war ganz allein der Rum. Barbados der Rum von Barbados du trinkst ihn ahnungslos schon ist der Teufel los. Oh-oh-oh Barbados der Rum
bottle of rum Santa's run off to the Caribbean He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rum Plastic creations and
bibles and rum? Who drinks a toast to the Ivory Coast? Hail Africa, the slavers have come New England with bibles and rum And its off with the rum and