Vertaling: Grand Prize. Jy is wonderlik.
my lips and make me pure A vessle you can fill For You are holy You are righteous You are wonderfull in all Your ways You are faithful, never changing You are wonderful
left ass out plumbers [announcer] Congratulations Len, you have made it halfway They are falling, their armies are retreating The job is not over, you
Grand Here comes my man My brother, Grap Lover, get wreck cousin, c'mon Call me the Grap Lover, yes, the younger Soul Brother Keep your eyes on the prize
man My brother.. Grap Lover, get wreck cousin, c'mon [Grap Lover] Call me the Grap Lover, yes, the younger Soul Brother Keep your eyes on the prize cause you
bottle in his right "I wonder what he might have wrote?" ("Yo, you mean written, E") "Oh, what's the difference? Check the note, man" ("Are you kiddin
