the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway I grow weak I can hear the sound of violins Long before
on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before
this shit but, no luck no bucks at the end of the night and I'm drunk the crown royal Hennessy and Budweiser's no punk nobody to save me with the proper technique
floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before
kick a skill like Shaquille holds a pill Vocabulary spills I'm +Ill+ plus +Matic+, I freak beats slam it like Iron Shiek Jam like a tech with correct techniques
on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway I grow weak I can hear the sound of violins Long before
the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before
on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have that magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before