Lyrics:
the type of chick that you wish I was right now
But I know, that haze ain't never gon' get you lovin' now
Is so premature and unconditional that
If I let
vulgar
No matter how refined
He won't be taken by your slender thighs
Or your painted eyes
You could sing to my baby
I'm sure he'll even listen
awoken in the morning
By a fantastic aroma
If rhymes could kill I will put you in a coma
Da da ding ding what what ring a mobile phone-a
It's this guy
worth the hassle
You'd be living in the castle by now
And it makes me sick how you break these bricks for a girl who barely knows
You exist
Now you're
a smile
Ahead of these suckers by miles
I told you from jump that that sucker shit wasn't allowed (not allowed)
Everywhere I go turn into Vegas
Now it's
went and learned to play the drums
Cause rap got overrun by coonery and bums
You remind me of Tyler Perry, a tap dancing peach cobbler eating Sambo
(Who
chick could make it hail golf balls in a dust storm
Umbrella's up, no trust talk
Never unsure what I'm after
So I don't need your two cents bitch, who
cross her path
Is the chick too hot? She would stomp my ass
I'm trippin' out 'cause I don't deserve you
And I beat myself up for the times I hurt you
it through the bag before you even look in it
You should buy in bulk, it ain't easy to come by
Everybody want it so I'm sleeping with one eye
You
ah
Ketten um den Hals, als wär ich Xerxes (wouh)
Zeig' mal deine Roli, was sie wert ist, ah
Red' nicht mit der Chick, als hätt' sie Herpes, ah
the land
Man get switched off quick while I'm sipping cocktails and I'm chilling by the sand
Always had this vision in my head from way back when had it
maar de domste
Ik kon 't, maar deed het niet
Al m'n kleren in kast, is een sponsor
We werken, maar zweten niet
Sta fit met goons en chicks die doen
Killa
On his nasty shit
I'm a freak but
That mean I'ma eat
where ya shit
Some niggas live to sit
Chicks on they face
I like to smoke blunts
And get suck
tam hic
Hrotíme to na špic
Hic, hic, s Grimom robíme hic
Hrotíme to na špic
Klub horí je tam hic
Bohatý chlapci, nádherné chicks
dva, tri na
chicks
I know I can't lie about that
And if I keep it real
I never thought again I'd have to write about that
See, word I was still in love when I
K-K-K-K-Kranki
Beats by Esko
Esko!
Boing boing
We stuiten met die asser, stuiten met die money
Stuiten met die... boing boing
We stuiten met
to seventeen
Got my ass kicked by the football team
Another Loser on the scene
Every Guy With A Chick I Fancy
I asked you out for losing truth or dare
I know you gonna flight high 'cause sky is no limit
I know you gonna pass by
And they gonna be like shit
Uh hun it's her and you can talk again
bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Gotta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case,
walk by
No jail we got bars
Everybody know that my crew go hard
Go go go go go go go ( go hard)
Go go go go go go go ( go hard)
Go go go go go go go
Turn the lights down low, get in the moment
Get my Chick Taylors on, lace em
How we used to run back then
We talkin' 9-3 9-4 eleven years ol' man
love
It's by far the most dangerous subject to touch
Yet we actin' like its lust, yeah right
Will lust have you up at 5 writing a text
Trying to get
chick, and I haven?t seen him since
Maryann? She?s doing great; she might stop by in a little while
I knew that?d make you smile
Yeah, I love this band,
chicks got style you ain't never seen,
So my friends want a piece of me,
Haters wanna see my bleed,
I got to be, have to be, on top of my game...
So
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