Higher flier, angel's wings we drive My destination, Happy Ville Money spent on refreshments to cool my temperature A fine wine or two, sweet food for my mind song
The coolest music to swing to Jamming out tunes that remind me of you My pockets lined with gold, I sold the old to reflect The new tune on my stereo, blow, flow
Tasting sweet dreams caresses me, tried a new style Wow, lost the vibe while I was in denial Took a bad trip, slip, flip, shook my ego I shouldn't let it get me down son
I need to just live a little, play some fun games With sisters with no names, stories told in street lingo Understandable by some friends, I have none Brothers and sisters under the same old sun
Naked to the devil's deviants, we show a blind eye We need no one to spoil our adventures of books Marked at chapter one Underlined 'Ravings of Polynesia'
Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the Gringo
Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the Gringo, I'm in Lingo with the Gringo Lingo with the GringoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
