i went one day it'll be different one day it will change is one day far away is one day the only way one day's not yesterday it's only a day away does one day
Översättning: Anpassad. One Day.
Who is this? The Syndicate does not exist A thousand ki's, off-shore private yacht Really ain't no sweat, Coast Guard and customs are bought Columbian, Mexicano connect, raise the bet One
Annie You gotta pardon Jay, for sellin' out the garden in a day I'm like a young Marvin in his hay I'm a hustler homey, you a customer crony Got some
got me, I rock thee, Versace and linen While you stop your grinnin' wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom
barely brush my teeth or comb my hair 'Cause I'm so excited and I really don't care I've been waiting since last June For this day to finally arrive
nuh flat screen Mi have some likkle Juve we nuh pass sixteen Mi a talk some vampire night who don't walk a day becau dem fly nuh clean Tell one a dem
maiden with the coal black hair Kaw-Liga just stood there and never let it show So she could never answer yes or no Then one day a wealthy customer
Say ho, everybody say ho Bop-po quay yo I said, "Take it slow like way back in the day, yo" Bop-po quay yo, everybody say ho Everybody say ho Everybody
and papes Big house in Italy, in the yard with hunnies crushin' grapes So I go down to my steam room and give a long prayer Knowing that one day I'll
Uh-huh, eh, heh Lay back on this one (Yeah, you know how I do baby) You only a customer When you walkin' in the presence of hustlers Uh, I'm laid back
amounts And never spend a day in life movin' them cracks about? That's not what Crack's about; I cooked it, cut it and lift it From Brooklyn to one-sixty
back, is never off the rack Todd Smith custom, all the ladies lust him They with him, he crush them, we talkin 'bout a mack A purebred dog, not one of
guarantee your punk ass catch the speed lump The tactics, extract, morbid thoughts from the mental custom designed, for instrumental Yes indeedy, lyrical graffiti And this one
my hand Shaggy's chillin on my shoulder in a custom made basket "i'm tryin to ride with my boy in this bitch, and outlast it" I try to stay in one place
This time last year there sure was A lot of sad faces around this old house Our papa died without fulfillin' his life's dream Of producing one of the
me, I rock thee, Versace and linen While you stop your grinnin' wit bunch of foxy women Why you speed ball with cards, that's invalid I get clothes, custom
street aint servin more then us. They look like 20's but im chargin the customer 10, They give-aways just to lure a few customers in. Cocaine, Thats
