Baby Deleilah Sick in her skin Out on the highway Livin' for nothing but him It's the same old song again An absence she defends On and on and on forever
Übersetzung: Get Up Kids. Sick In Her Skin.
Baby Deleilah Sick in her skin Out on the highway livin for nothing It's the same old song again And since she defends On the moon and on forever
me and your girl gon' wake up in the same bed. Wiping her mouth, Claiming she never even gave head. I'll murder K-Fed, And hit Britney up. Oh, you got two kids
like bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids
Whatever... [Esham] How you in love wit her, when every thug hit her Just met her off a lap dance now you babysit her And get her everything she need
A bitch talk I don't hesitate to stab her Then I'll grab her, put her in the trunk of an Impala Then I take her out, I drag her in the house The funs
don't pay 'em! [hook: jagged edge] Cut up! know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Get that cut up! oh-whooooooo, cut up Freaky
skin, excitin all the birds in your Jeep I'm crazy nigga, when I was young I spread and shaved both legs to my babysitter Ran into Bebe's Kids in a baby pickup Shot up
, poet, never to mention I love my lady rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke
that C-c-cut up, know we like that, get that cut up Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Get that cut up, cut up Freaky thangs, we be bout 'em Cut up, gettin
the streets My mammal animal skin, excitin' all the birds in your Jeep I'm crazy nigga, when I was young I spread and shaved both legs to my babysitter Ran into Bebe's Kids
bottle cap tips Get your cap peeled like the dead skin of your mama's chapped lips Slap hips, support domestic violence Beat your bitches ass while your kids
the cat, exactly where he live at And when I get there, just blaze God and don't look back 'Cause Ricky got no kids and no wifey So when I get there
Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick But after I get sick I just get sad 'Cause it burns being broke and it hurts to be heartbroken And always being
? Whatever... [Esham] How you in love wit her, when every thug hit her Just met her off a lap dance now you babysit her And get her everything she need
lured into corners by the peer pressure shit How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrel Gettin threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrow Bet suburban kids
when the truck stops The rims still look like they on fast forward I'm sippin' liquor the color of smurf's skin As long as the earth spins and you'll get sea sick
