Исполнитель: Madkon
Название: Beggin good
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Добавлен: 2017-03-08
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Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
Ridin high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything
Walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
So i eight tama dj let me go
Eight tama vj get me know
Eight tama sekeey let me know
But,i played that sj let me go
I`m on my knees when i`m (beggin)
Couse i don`t want to lose (you)
I got my heart on spett
And i hope that my heart gets wet becouse i freak down a beck
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again
[Tshawe Baqwa]
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin over me
A broken man
Without a throne
Wont even stand the devils dance
To win my soul
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Oooooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
Ridin high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything
Walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I am a chocen why am a chaisen
Boutam boutam, boutam plasment
Why me got got shit on the brayslett
Why then feel for that need a replacement
Your the wrong way track from the good
I wanna picka pickta having a good in jet
Like a audience inn a dest-way should
You can even the way have it to took the tampt anna
Keep losing on keep dosinn on keep
Boss befor not a call for sure
Keep hoe
Couse i don`t wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling
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[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
Im fighting hard
To hold my own
No, I just cant make it
All alone
Im holdin on
I cant fall back
Now that big brass ring
Is a shade of black
[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you