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— Режиссёр: Дмитрий Горичев, HENSY
Оператор: Дмитрий Горичев
Сценарий: Богомолов Андрей, HENSY
Главные герои: Сергей Кутовой, Ксения Кутовая
Костюмы: CODERED
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No dia 20 de Abril de 1992, várias bandas de Rock que faziam sucesso naquela época e amigos reuniram-se no Estádio de Wembley em Londres para prestarem homenagem a Freddie Mercury, vocalista da banda inglesa Queen, falecido no dia 24 de Novembro de 1991 em consequência de uma broncopneumonia causada pela AIDS. O objetivo do concerto foi celebrar a vida, os sonhos e o trabalho do lendário vocalista dos Queen.
E o teve as participações dos amigos pessoais de Freddie Mercury como: David Bowie e Annie Lennox homenageando com a bela música «Under Pressure».
℗ A Geffen Records Release; ℗ 1957 UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 1983-01-01
Associated Performer, Background Vocalist: Anita Kerr Singers
Producer: Paul Cohen
Associated Performer, Vocals: Bobby Helms
Composer Lyricist: James Ross Boothe
Composer Lyricist: Joseph Carlton Beal
[Chorus] Hennessy on my lips
Take a little sip Privacy on the door
I’m a make this shit grip
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (bad bitch Imma ride the dick all night)
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
New wrist, new whip, ride around dipped I can see why all these basic hoes pissed
[Verse 1]
Buss down wrist, not a buss down bitch
You said I want your man, no the fuck I don’t sis
Is he a rich nigga?
Why he still hitting licks
Niggas spending bread but he still can’t hit
Bitch please
Lamborghini keys
Pussy drippin ice
He get flown out to me
Bitch please
I want a man with the Bs
Pussy from the bay going dumb on the D
[Chorus]
Hennessy on my lips
Take a little sip Privacy on the door
I’ma make this shit grip
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (bad bitch I’ma ride the dick all night!)
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
New wrist, new whip, ride around dipped I can see why all these basic hoes pissed
[Verse 2]
Messy hoes like to pop shit
You the type that’s fuckin for the rent
All on another nigga dick
Hair aint nothing with the inch
Do it on his face with a thizz
Im a boss tycoon with the shit
Run it up, print it up, big bucks
Try your luck
None of my bitches been touched
[Chorus]
Hennessy on my lips, Take a little sip Privacy on the door, I’ma make this shit grip
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (bad bitch I’ma ride the dick all night!)
Rich nigga, 8-figure that’s my type (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
8 inch big (ooh) that’s good pipe (that’s my type, nigga that’s my type)
VERSE
Could have been my happy ever after
Living like we’re in a fairy tale
But you and me were more like a disaster
I should have known
Intoxicated by your reputation
I can see the mischief in your eyes
Trusted you despite my reservations
Now I’m alone
PRE
I was so rich
With all this love
You wanted it
And I was so dumb
I let you in
When I should have run
Now all that’s left
Is something numb
CHORUS
I gave you all I had to lose
My skin, my soul, my finest jewels
You stole it all for someone new and then
You gave away the best of me
My sins, my sweetest ecstasy
To someone worth much less than me
Yeah you’re my Robin Hood
VERSE
Everybody says that you’re so great, yeah
Walk around like you deserve that gold
But what would happen if they knew the place that
You got it from
I guess that I was just another victim
Someone that you thought that you could play
I had a feeling and I should have listened
Now there’s no us
PRE
I was so rich
With all this love
You wanted it
And I was so dumb
I let you in
When I should have run
Now all that’s left
Is something numb
CHORUS
I gave you all I had to lose
My skin, my soul, my finest jewels
You stole it all for someone new and then
You gave away the best of me
My sins, my sweetest ecstasy
To someone worth much less than me
Yeah you’re my Robin Hood
BRIDGE
So alone
So alone
So alone
So alone
CHORUS
I gave you all I had to lose
My skin, my soul, my finest jewels
You stole it all for someone new And then
You gave away the best of me
My sins, my sweetest ecstasy
To someone worth much less than me
Yeah you’re my Robin Hood
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