be the only chance we get Seventeen, I've never been here before Seventeen, oh, oh Don't change one thing, oh, oh Just burn to the end at seventeen girl Seventeen
Prevod: Jet. Sedemnajst.
I don't care Seventeen Don't change one thing Just burn to the end That's seventeen girl Seventeen Don?t change one thing Just burn to the end That's seventeen
be the only chance we get Seventeen I've never been here before Seventeen Ooooihhhhoooooo Don't change one thing Ooooihhhhoooooo Just burn to the end At seventeen girl Seventeen
the usual suspects You know the boys on the block wanna take us 'Cause we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Seventeen
, all of us would run There was nine of us, they couldnt catch one Good old days, I wont forget While I write on this laptop in this jet With the Universal
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere I got to get my shine on, do it every time Seventeens on up, that's
, and a glock for the niggaz on my block Momma tried to stab me, I moved out Sold a pound a weed, made G's, bought a new house I'm only seventeen, I'm
legs you're an alley cat Hot legs, you scratch my back Hot legs, bring your mother too I love you honey Imagine how my daddy felt in your jet black suspender belt Seventeen
Jean, sweet little seventeen Shirley Jean, sweet little lovin' machine, well Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen Shirley Jean, she's a lovin' machine Well, Shirley Jean, sweet little seventeen
But little did he know I be trained Akido's my middle name, put his ass to shame Open the next door and out came kareem Jabbar, a barefoot size seventeen
know the block I met him at the flicks he commented on my rocks We rolled back to back, while I was slingin' raps He was slingin' crack, I was seventeen
legs, you scratch my back Hot legs, bring your mother too I love you honey Hot legs, hot legs, hot legs Imagine how my daddy felt In your jet black suspender belt Seventeen
But little did he know I be trained Akido's my middle name, put his ass to shame Open the next door and out came Kareem Jabbar, a barefoot size seventeen
make ends, that was my option Now R-A-P gon put me up like adoption I'm shoppin for brains and thangs, so marks jet I'm addictive, like double nicotine
feelin' good, I wanna kick it and hang out But when the drive-by hit, this is the main route What the fuck is my problem nigga? I got a glock, seventeen
