Song | Sky Box |
Artist | Camp Lo |
Album | Let's Do It Again |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Roberts, Wallace, Wilos | |
I dream, a dream, a little dream | |
And my deepest fantasies they just take control of me | |
Do it for the seasons we leave these legacies | |
Mami, dada, grandma, grandpa big holla to Ali | |
[Geechi Suede] | |
Do they love em? Do they hate em? | |
Are they with em, or against them? | |
I didn't really know, bro | |
Ijust love em if they hittin | |
Mr. misunderstood, to my sister, Nagia | |
Know our love was so good, and the bliss on the heater | |
To my brother Tomcat, taught me wrong a lot of women | |
Turn him into a strong venom | |
It's the sin in me | |
I can't stop | |
To my little fella Cherokee, I do know | |
It gets lonely, hello, but's it's only fo' sho | |
[Geechi Suede] | |
Valentino's! We knows it grows no deeper | |
1-9-7! 1-9-8 is even more cheeka | |
My cubasas! No, my love don't get no better | |
Than Vogretta Lee (? no idea) | |
That's my plan, that's just forever | |
Clear weather for the apple of my eye | |
White violin under velvet sky | |
No more mistakes, promise to try | |
Porky and Ginitho why y'all had to die? | |
Meet you in the afterworld | |
When the tides come in, we gon' have the world | |
[Geechi Suede] | |
If not for ya'll they'd be no me(Cheeba) | |
No Chee | |
No Lo | |
No glow | |
No strength | |
No high life | |
No wine nights | |
No dreams on how's it gon' get better | |
Love ya all | |
Mecca: | |
Love is something that no longer has no meaning left | |
No | |
Even though we in the streets we still feel love | |
I'm singing love | |
Love (repeat) |
zuo ci : Roberts, Wallace, Wilos | |
I dream, a dream, a little dream | |
And my deepest fantasies they just take control of me | |
Do it for the seasons we leave these legacies | |
Mami, dada, grandma, grandpa big holla to Ali | |
Geechi Suede | |
Do they love em? Do they hate em? | |
Are they with em, or against them? | |
I didn' t really know, bro | |
Ijust love em if they hittin | |
Mr. misunderstood, to my sister, Nagia | |
Know our love was so good, and the bliss on the heater | |
To my brother Tomcat, taught me wrong a lot of women | |
Turn him into a strong venom | |
It' s the sin in me | |
I can' t stop | |
To my little fella Cherokee, I do know | |
It gets lonely, hello, but' s it' s only fo' sho | |
Geechi Suede | |
Valentino' s! We knows it grows no deeper | |
197! 198 is even more cheeka | |
My cubasas! No, my love don' t get no better | |
Than Vogretta Lee ? no idea | |
That' s my plan, that' s just forever | |
Clear weather for the apple of my eye | |
White violin under velvet sky | |
No more mistakes, promise to try | |
Porky and Ginitho why y' all had to die? | |
Meet you in the afterworld | |
When the tides come in, we gon' have the world | |
Geechi Suede | |
If not for ya' ll they' d be no me Cheeba | |
No Chee | |
No Lo | |
No glow | |
No strength | |
No high life | |
No wine nights | |
No dreams on how' s it gon' get better | |
Love ya all | |
Mecca: | |
Love is something that no longer has no meaning left | |
No | |
Even though we in the streets we still feel love | |
I' m singing love | |
Love repeat |
zuò cí : Roberts, Wallace, Wilos | |
I dream, a dream, a little dream | |
And my deepest fantasies they just take control of me | |
Do it for the seasons we leave these legacies | |
Mami, dada, grandma, grandpa big holla to Ali | |
Geechi Suede | |
Do they love em? Do they hate em? | |
Are they with em, or against them? | |
I didn' t really know, bro | |
Ijust love em if they hittin | |
Mr. misunderstood, to my sister, Nagia | |
Know our love was so good, and the bliss on the heater | |
To my brother Tomcat, taught me wrong a lot of women | |
Turn him into a strong venom | |
It' s the sin in me | |
I can' t stop | |
To my little fella Cherokee, I do know | |
It gets lonely, hello, but' s it' s only fo' sho | |
Geechi Suede | |
Valentino' s! We knows it grows no deeper | |
197! 198 is even more cheeka | |
My cubasas! No, my love don' t get no better | |
Than Vogretta Lee ? no idea | |
That' s my plan, that' s just forever | |
Clear weather for the apple of my eye | |
White violin under velvet sky | |
No more mistakes, promise to try | |
Porky and Ginitho why y' all had to die? | |
Meet you in the afterworld | |
When the tides come in, we gon' have the world | |
Geechi Suede | |
If not for ya' ll they' d be no me Cheeba | |
No Chee | |
No Lo | |
No glow | |
No strength | |
No high life | |
No wine nights | |
No dreams on how' s it gon' get better | |
Love ya all | |
Mecca: | |
Love is something that no longer has no meaning left | |
No | |
Even though we in the streets we still feel love | |
I' m singing love | |
Love repeat |