1. Uriah Heep - One Day 2:47 [1973]
2. Toto Cutugno - L'Italiano
3. Fifth Harmony - Sauced Up
Rihanna feat. Eminem - Numb
Előadó: | Rihanna feat. Eminem |
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Album: | Keressük! |
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Megtekintve: Ma 1, összesen 515 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
[Verse 1: Rihanna]
Ecstasy in the air
I don't care
Can't tell me nothing
I'm impaired
No worst to wear
[Hook: Rihanna]
(Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash)
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Can’t you see
Ain’t it clear
I don't care
Get closer to me
If you dare
I double dare
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
I’m plastered, dry wall
Look me in my eyeball
Do I look high, no
I love the way you lie girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come here dear
Trying to get closer to you
I'm motioning you to pull over boo
I'm the siren that you hear
I'm the butt police, and I'm looking at your rear, rear, rear
But odds are I'mma end up in the back of a squad car
By the end of tonight, I'm a rock star
Get your wind up, it's attack of the Oddball
Homie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts are
Cause I'm sick of sniffing asphalt
Every thought scarred got my pants off at the crosswalk
In suspenders, and I can't feel my limbs cause
[Hook]
Ecstasy in the air
I don't care
Can't tell me nothing
I'm impaired
No worst to wear
[Hook: Rihanna]
(Let the champagne splash
Let that man get cash)
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
I'm going numb, I'm going numb
[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Can’t you see
Ain’t it clear
I don't care
Get closer to me
If you dare
I double dare
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Eminem]
I’m plastered, dry wall
Look me in my eyeball
Do I look high, no
I love the way you lie girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come here dear
Trying to get closer to you
I'm motioning you to pull over boo
I'm the siren that you hear
I'm the butt police, and I'm looking at your rear, rear, rear
But odds are I'mma end up in the back of a squad car
By the end of tonight, I'm a rock star
Get your wind up, it's attack of the Oddball
Homie can you show me where the gosh darn bath salts are
Cause I'm sick of sniffing asphalt
Every thought scarred got my pants off at the crosswalk
In suspenders, and I can't feel my limbs cause
[Hook]
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