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Jill Scott - The roots

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Jill]
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

[Black Thought]
What s your named girlfriend?
Girlfriend, what s your name?

[Jill]
My name is J-I-L-L S-C-O-T-T
Jill Scott representin North Philly y all
J-I-L-L S-C-O-T-T
Jill Scott representin lovely

[Black Thought]
Show your love ladies and gentleman
Show your love for Miss Jill Scott
Representin Philladelphia, ya know what I mean!
The Roots crew, that s what I m talkin bout

Inne utwory

  • Celibacy blues
  • Easy conversation
  • My love
  • The way
  • Bedda at home
  • A long walk
  • It is love
  • Try
  • All i
  • Hate on me
  • Sweet Justice
  • One is the magic number
  • Show me
  • Imagination
  • Thickness
  • Crown royal
  • Losowe utwory

    Dwa razy

    Na kanapie siedzę wniebowzięty otoczony
    Rowerem, nartami, windsurfingowymi żaglami
    Jak ciepło kaloryfer popisuje się ponad stan
    Skończono program szumi telewizor radio gra
    Nadaje komunikat o fluidach między nami
    Noc dudni za oknem kiwa na mnie sen do świata swojego
    Przywołuje wykuwam dźwiękową pocztówkę to...

    Gimme shelter

    Oh, the storm is threatening
    My very life today.
    If I don t get some shelter
    Oh yeah, I m gonna fade away

    War, children, it s just a shot away
    It s just a shot away
    War, children, it s just a shot away
    It s just a...

    Trouble on the message centre

    I am the message centre
    Local and direct
    Room to room an operator
    No calls today they ll just have to wait dear
    I call and I collect
    So just strike him softly away from the body

    YOU RE MADE UP TOO SHINY...

    Cut off time

    Can you feel the noise
    Cuz it goes boy, boy, boy
    Can you feel the noise
    Boy, boy, boy
    All night

    [Verse 1: Omarion]
    I respect your time
    Don t mean to hit you on a work night
    But what I gotta do girl (do girl)
    Baby can t you bend them rules
    Becuz tonight I wanna bend you
    I promise...

    The silent acquiescence of millions

    Always feeling so uncomfortable, and the situation tends to be predictable
    Hope slips through trained fingers, It s how it s always been
    I can t seem to tear myself away, been living in the past with my mistakes
    But I always find a way to numb the tension, bury thoughts alone
    Under the...

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