Vertaling: Vazquez, Alberto. Ay Jalisco Geen Te Rajes.
Vertaling: Puya. Geen Te Rajes.
cujo'... suona la mia raje Porto in coccia e questo e' per chi rimane e non per chi si sposta! C'e' a chi suona quando suona a me... questa e' la raje
resimation. Then you'll see the top is my destination. You should admire my dedication. I'm a winner, just call me congratulations. {Weezy! } [Hook: Raje
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne:] Man, The floor is so new, Hop out the car like I don't know shoe, Hop in the bar like HI, how are you? Hey I'm a star
. Then you'll see the top is my destination. You should admire my dedication. I'm a winner, just call me congratulations. {Weezy! } [Hook: Raje'] So
: (feat. Lil Wayne) [Lil Wayne:] Man, The floor is so new, Hop out the car like I don't know shoe, Hop in the bar like HI, how are you? Hey I'm a star
Of all the loves I've had in my life I'd rather have you Whatever they were, no matter how nice They can't compare Scheming wealth isn't nothing I'd
(Carole Bayer Sager/Peter Allen) I'd rather leave while I'm in love While I still believe The meaning of the word I'll keep my dreams and just pretend
If you hurt me you won't be the first or the last In a lifetime of many mistakes But I won't spend tomorrow regretting the past For the chances that I
I'd rather be rich, it sounds a little funny If diggin' a ditch would earn me lots of money I'd dig like a fool in the land of milk and honey Where every
Yesterday I went shopping buddy down to the mall Looking for something pretty I could hang on my wall I knocked over a lamp before it hit the floor
I'D RATHER HAVE JESUS (Rhea F. Miller - George B. Shea) « © '59 Public Domain » I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold I'd rather be
I'd rather have a broken heart a two time love I want no part I'd rather have I'd rather have a broken heart Don't want to share that kind of love it
I'd rather stay home and cry over you Than to run around all over town with somebody new I'd rather stay home, forgotten and blue Than to look for fun
(foster, jordan) Something told me it was over When I saw you and him talking Something deep down in my soul said, cry boy When I saw you and him out
I've seen the fruits of rambling I know hardship well And if I'm not mistaken I hear a ringing bell I love to start but hate the ends I crack a joke
Some girls love to run around Love to handle everything they see But my girl has more fun around And you know she'd rather be with me Me, oh my, lucky
