Lyrics:
on no pressure Just hold me and pretend like you've known me forever Wont'cha? [Chorus] Damn why'd she hafta leave right after the show? All that
of frauds But I never pulled a card on the boulevard I just work hard Ask a vet about disaster, you hafta Be able to get a label to blast your procraster-
in a while I'm tempted to hook up With any old Suzy or Jane Who cares what she is like, As long as she's pretty, I don't even hafta know her name
back And still hafta pay for the gas when ya bring yo ass back Or come back disabled Your family looks at you to put food on your table Open the door,
awful to be gay, 'cause there ain't no family And they made you give them money when you see them on TV Oh Jesus! Looks like we're gonna hafta throw
hafta önce falan geldim, ya da bir ay, teleferik arızalıydı, yürüyo'dum, hiç çekilmez yani Gölge be oğlum, mezarlık falan Çantam varsa kollamak ne
rzyga De La Soul A Chaka w krzakach hafta tam Tuta tera śpiewa do mnie Peja ratata Ratata, ratata Buja się moja klika, buja się twoja cipa Pełna micha
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