saranghaneun mam algo itneun gol nal sagwigo shipodon noye sowoneul [yoona] stupid baby, nado gidohaeyjyo [sunny] geudaega nal, saranghage dwegireul *[All] Honey
of you, girl (What would I do) You got me thinking of you, baby (I?ll be true) You got me thinking (I-I-I'm thinking of you) Girl, I appreciate, the love we generate
generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold. (Talkin' bout my generation) Hope I die before I get old. (Talkin' bout my generation) Talkin' bout my generation. Talkin' bout my generation
Ruff Ryders Next generation I didn't see the empire If you want Jacksons with a system that'll wake up the dead With a truck full of birds feedin' them
of them dummies (I'm somethin' else) Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm somethin' else) The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm somethin' else)
! Your favors do not satisfy I've witnesses who'll testify And though drumgoole is thin of thigh She's worth a try, she's worth a try Though nature was not generous
the couch A street walker selling cock for rock At the flea market trying to hock my watch I stay on beat when I work the concrete Some honeys give
nicest piece of heart and soul That I have ever found I've ever found. You're not a Farrah, or a Jaclyn, or a Raquel pussy cat Twenty generations of girls
) Monotonous time's here Oh, where there should be love They want too much, a mold Maybe not, maybe paranoid Girls should go home I've ruined my mind, honey
, they're the next generation, honey You know, you know you see Some people look at them right Old people, guys on the corner holding on Girls right
my daughter don't wild like the Hilton Sisters That'd kill me yo, filthy rich My daughter pass it on to the next generation Throwing carnations at my
suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest So pass the buddah, the funky tie hooter Watch me rip because I'm such a slick shooter Not a generic
same car, close in the same big show called life, Timing mistakes generate the monster king of mud, Can't you feel the same? Deaf sounds, big crowd strawberry girl
you can to get that girl to notice you. CHORUS: We are the champions, playin' out on the radio station. Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation
night Trying eveything you can to get that girl to notice you. "We Are the Champions" playin' out on the radio station Everyone sing along with these anthems of our generation
I was young and I was feeling no pain Well I was a happy man, not a care in this world A real up and comer with an eye for the girls When I saw something
I'm a sugar blizzard So when I come girls run the tongue like a lizard Yo, my style was created from the tapes of boys and girls Who had the second generation
evil generation I see with my eyes I seen ?em walking around in their suits And honey, I seen the ties Evil girls biting good girls Turning good girls
