-
-
-
-
-
. Some more raw fun, I'm rolling like rock stars. Got fifty motherfuckers in my watch with my bandz out Phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway
-
. Some more raw fun, I'm rolling like rock stars. Got fifty motherfuckers in my watch with my bandz out Phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway
-
. Some more raw fun, I'm rolling like rock stars. Got fifty motherfuckers in my watch with my bandz out Phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway. Phresh off, phresh off the runway
-
Bài hát Phresh Out The Runway - Rihanna. I see you walk. I hear you boy. I see you walk. Love it, then come and get it. I know that ya fuckin' with it. Ya see me, ya like it, huh?. Heels Givenchy
-
Intro. I’m finna give these hoes what they want, yeah!. Verse 1. Shine like VV, bad like RiRi. Turn it on like TV, drip on Fiji. Pop it in like a CD, got my name on repeat. The girls wanna be me, but
-
by the look in her eyes. She's like the devil in disguise. . When she's on the runway. Walkin down the runway. S*** down the runway. Take a picture on the runway. . Verse 2. The show is sold
-
Song Runway Lights - Billy Ray Cyrus. Graduated from Lincoln High. Somehow I made my way through VMI. Joined the Navy and I learned to fly. That’s what I always dreamed of. There’s a hometown girl
-
me lovenotes of goodbye. Believe in true love that's frozen in time. I could be your champion, and you could be mine. But you're about to taxi down the runway. Without saying goodbye. I. Am lost
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
. The way it feels to fly. The way it feels to fly. Runway, runway, runway. They'll come a day when we won't have to fight. Won't be about who is wrong, who is right. Like fireflies, emanating the
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
seat. A nervous tension builds inside me. Onto the runway I pretend I'm elsewhere. In minutes we're flying through the hot evening air Down there toy town the twinkle of lights. The long white
-
,. Comes, falling out as in the distance,. So I hitch myself a ride,. With three kind old sisters,. We watch the runway stand by,. Two sons above the low crime,. Lost exit and a one way out for me,. To
-
-
