Now and then, a loser wins gets a winning hand Now and then, once in a while the angels smile And someone's life turns out just right Now and then dreams
Now and then, a loser wins Gets a winning hand, now and then Once in a while the angels smile And someone?s life turns out just right Now and then dreams
Translation: Don Williams. Now And Then.
: Now and then, a loser wins Gets a winning hand, now and then Once in a while the angels smile And someone?s life turns out just right Now and then
P. Diddy] C'mon and c'mon now Everybody c'mon and c'mon now Everybody c'mon and c'mon now Let's rock, c'mon and c'mon now Just shake, c'mon and c'mon
' unite 'round this motherf*** one time I'm callin' every real Crip And every real B dog to the table right now Yeah, we gon' push a real line right now
looked to her Like it's gonna rain Then the cotton king He came in chokin' And the widow laughed and said "I ain't jokin'" "Take once for all" She said, "Now don
', bitch) Used to talk about the way I wore my clothes Now every chick look like lil' Kim in they videos Now don't come around here with that Wendy Williams
And don't never forget what your father have taught you He have taught you how to attend church on sunday morning And how to treat your brothers and sisters And
If I don't sell the most, I gotta kill the competition Don't take it personal, gotta go to jail and if I come back And don't have my cash, then I'm hurtin
blow pop baby And if get?s stiff get some botax baby A show out baby now show me you gonna act right And I?ll be cuddling backwards like a track bite She don
em! cause now we vibing and talking and shit I love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Move girl
know we clown Peace up, A-town down [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Ludacris] When we began the whole world started hatin' on us Now every time we drop the whole world waitin' on us Now
a record sale a nigga'll sell his soul to go gold and reach a large scale, sellin for the pale male and I can't tell, why for a hoe you grow a tail and
a zoo and the keeper ain't you And I'm sick of it I'm sick of you They ordained the trumps And then he got the mumps And died bein' treated at Mt. Sinai
If I don't kick your back door in, Then no one will, your buzz is shit Without some weight and a wonky gate I'll bring my mates and we'll bounce it on
