Ain't no good life
All Funked Up
All I Can Do Is Write About It
Am I Losin'
Backstreet crawler
Berneice
Best things in life
Blame it on a sad song
Born to run
Bring it on
Call Me The Breeze
Can't take that away
Cheatin' woman
Comin' Home
Crawl
Cry for the bad man
Dead Man Walkin'
Don't ask me no questions
Double Trouble
Down South Jukin'
Ansambel Roka.. - Zate
Ansambel Roka.. - Če hočeš
Nikolovski - Vse Ob Svojem Ča..
Nikolovski - Nedotakljiv feat..
Nikolovski - Sanju Sm... ..
Nikolovski - Kaj Bi Dau? feat..
Nikolovski - Niki-Niko (L..
Nikolovski - Sami Norci feat...
Nikolovski - Sneguljčica feat..
Nikolovski - Papirnate Ikone ..
Nikolovski - Jzzinti (Lyr..
Nikolovski - Kdor Ma Srce, Ta..
Nikolovski - Biznis In Kultur..
Nino - Nekaj je na tebi
N'toko - Dvojna Morala ..
Izbrani - Kralji Čudakov
Izbrani - Belokranjski Sti..
Severina - Uno momento ..
I.Vanish Feat.. - Pred Svetovno Po..
Manson's.. - Za ceno čokolade
Kosta - Na Senčni Strani..
Kosta - Spomini
Kosta - B.I.Z.
Kosta - Furbam Begije
Kosta - Morm Povedat
Kosta - Mikrofon (DJ..
Kosta - Spelte Se! ft. S..
Kosta - Bagra
Kosta - Sreča Pride
Tekochee Kru - Tullamore
Izvajalec besedila pesmi je Lynyrd Skynyrd, besedilo pesmi je iz albuma Vicious Cycle.
Here we go...
C'mon...
I was raised on the west side Shanty Town
I didn't get up 'til the sun went down
When your backs against the wall you better get tough
I learned real quick how to swing and duck
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)
Hahahaha...
Ooooohhh...
Some folks cheat and some folks lie
I can judge a man by the look in his eyes
So don't hand me Jack and try to call it Cola
I know the difference 'tween shit and shinola
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in the school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (No she didn't)
Play it boys..
MMmmHhmmm...
Mama was no angel when she taught me right from wrong
She knew every single note and every word in every single song
She taught me how to gamble and how to roll the dice
If it makes you feel good DO IT don't think twice
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool
I was born in the sweet hot Florida sunshine
Good lookin' women backwoods and moonshine
Learned more about life on the streets than in school
Sweet Mama didn't raise no fool (Noooooo...)
Talkin' 'bout Mama
Ooooh I'm tellin' ya sheee...
Talkin' 'bout sweet, sweet sweet Mama
Talkin' 'bout sweet sweet sweet, sweet sweet Mama
Talkin' 'bout sweet sweet sweet, sweet sweet Mama
Talkin' 'bout sweeeeeeeeeet Mama
Ogledujete si besedilo pesmi Sweet Mama, lahko pa si ogledate še ostale pesmi in besedila izvajalca Lynyrd Skynyrd.
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