Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Sole Sunday

[al pacino]

"ill fight for you til the day I die"

[gipp]

Yeah.. yeah.. yo

Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope

Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak

Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for em

And if anybody got problems, ima cut for em

In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick

Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes

Drag my ass down the air like I care

Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab

Makin money off these breakdown slabs

We got this zone, get your own

Better move on before your folk get split, you wont forget

The df put it down, now get down, or sit down

[outkast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

[khujo]

I tackle my problems, never run from my foes

Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didnt leave a sucka froze

Like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose

On all fos

You hit em high I hit em low, for this dough

Yo heart gon bust out here, cause we comin full speed

We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet

At the lift, of the glass, sippin victory

Clean cut but I stay dirty

Uhh, you play fair, I teach

I spot this pig in yo face like you never stopped eatin pork

Or beast, ? ? ? ?

Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer

With no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit

[outkast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

[andre]

The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich

The po boy got it bad cause he is po

The bad boy got it bad cause he wont grow

The good gul got it good cause she got game

It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame

Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her buick

Repaired dont have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is

Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle

We wiggle, ? ? emotions like dill pickle

In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes

Make a left on nothingness cause thats where Im at

Cold as summer, I got yo number, you got my number

Lets add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber

Like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh

Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so

Nothing you can do can be new up under the sun

Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on

[outkast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

[outkast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

[outkast]

Sunday mornin, makes me feel

So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul..

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Sole Sunday [al pacino] "ill fight for you til the day I die" [gipp] Yeah.. yeah.. yo Gipp keep it slow poke, hang out the side with no rope Sit in the tub, flick the remote and soak Pull up, jump out, and then I strut for em And if anybody got problems, ima cut for em In this atmosphere now you can disappear smoke thick Shells bail like tailbacks lookin for hoes Drag my ass down the air like I care Scar that ass, leave your shirt open like an arab Makin money off these breakdown slabs We got this zone, get your own Better move on before your folk get split, you wont forget The df put it down, now get down, or sit down [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. [khujo] I tackle my problems, never run from my foes Stiff-arm facemask, hit the juke but it didnt leave a sucka froze Like he just tried to stuff a whole ki up in his nose On all fos You hit em high I hit em low, for this dough Yo heart gon bust out here, cause we comin full speed We deep and take you lift you up off of your feet At the lift, of the glass, sippin victory Clean cut but I stay dirty Uhh, you play fair, I teach I spot this pig in yo face like you never stopped eatin pork Or beast, ? ? ? ? Tenacious on his grill, uhh, all-pro hall of famer With no fears, blood sweat and tears, uhhh, uhh, ohh shit [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. [andre] The rich boy got it bad cause he is rich The po boy got it bad cause he is po The bad boy got it bad cause he wont grow The good gul got it good cause she got game It runs in no undeveloped fellas considered lame Same like mechanics do it, baby who need her buick Repaired dont have no knowledge of what a brake shoe is Make woo it, turns a nigga, sperm it tickle We wiggle, ? ? emotions like dill pickle In autumn, fall, into the bottom of black, holes Make a left on nothingness cause thats where Im at Cold as summer, I got yo number, you got my number Lets add em, see what we come with maybe we can slumber Like uhh, babies in homes and uhh, retarded ones, uhh Dolphins and whales, uhh, the smartest ones, so Nothing you can do can be new up under the sun Depending what sun you live under you can be the one on [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. [outkast] Sunday mornin, makes me feel So godly, pardon me, if I shake your soul.. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Sole Sunday: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/114/1/3680.html Все тексты песен: Outkast » Outkast - Nathaniel » Outkast - Peaches » Outkast - Big Boi & Dre Present... » Outkast - Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik » Outkast - B.O.B. » Outkast - Toilet Tisha » Outkast - Extraterrestrial » Outkast - Funkin` Around » Outkast - Bowtie (Postlude) » Outkast - Player`s Ball (reprise) » Outkast - You May Die (Intro) » Outkast - Fat Boy » Outkast - B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad) » Outkast - Da Art of Storytellin` (Part 2) » Outkast - We Luv Deez Hoez (Featuring BackBone & Big Gipp From Goodie Mob) » Outkast - Drinkin` Again (Interlude) » Outkast - War » Outkast - Da Art of Storytellin » Outkast - Hey Ya! » Outkast - Stankonia (Bonus Disc) Рекомендуем скачать: » Геннадий Васильев - Прощание с Городом » Григорий Данской - Кораблики » Геннадий Чугуев - На вершине » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Товарищ горбачев » Григорий Дикштейн - Ожиданье любви » Гиви Чрелашвили - Май » Гости из Будущего - Он улетел » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Психоделический камешек » Геннадий Васильев - От вечерней и до утренней зари... » Геннадий Васильев - Печальный романс Обольянинова, бывшего графа » Гости из Будущего - Через сотни лет » Губы - Не важно » Григорий Дикштейн - Не приносят утешенья... » Геннадий Жуков - Радостны мы, танаиты. Праздничны наши одежды... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Харакири » Григорий Лепс - Послесловие » Гости из Будущего - Это сильнее меня » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Они сражались за родину » Григорий Дикштейн - Натурщица » Георгий Дубенецкий - Монолог настоящего горнолыжника в разговоре с человеком, который ни разу не бывал в горах
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