know) I love fuckin' all the time So when it's time Let me ride Let's do what we love to do (Uh-huh) When I'm inside (Uh) It's a high (Uh) I could never
dicono tutte questa cazzata bevono tutti questa cazzata ho una relazione a distanza ci vediamo una volta al mese ci chiudiamo dentro a una stanza sembra
ya whole click'll still get treated shitty Business never personal I'm up before the sun come up on thai Just a ghetto star, a dropped up double-R is
: (Instrumental)
got a question So k girl, me ask you a question I just wanna know girl, are you down to fuck or not? I ain't try to talk a lot You like rappers here's
: Refrain: Ich bin vergottert, bin verdammt und aus dem Himmelreich Verbannt Bin verachtet und verschrien und werde morgen weiterziehn Doch mir allein
to be a saint And no gotdamn serial killer I just wanna know my nigga what made you disrespect a nigga What you thought I was buster, sucker, a rapper
: Yeaaaaah yeaaaaaah, Uh hehehey Ey was soll der Shit? Was soll denn der verdammte Schei?? Ey, was soll denn der verdammte Schei?? Ey was soll der Shit
of snow With sparse lumps of ice, Been scraped off by the wind alone And on the stairs before I left One of the girls had surprisingly given me a kiss
fuck you want I don't put my money into your hands What the fuck you want The right side of life, you'll never realize So what do you want A boomerang
devil's hands it's a lie and it's a scam they wind us up, put us down and watch us go and if you close your eyes there's a big surprise what the fuck
got a question So k girl, me ask you a question I just wanna know girl, are you down to fuck or not? I ain't try to talk a lot You like rappers here'
longer better Your in a lot of chedder No matter how Ya look at it bet I can do it better No need for lookin better Like a glass of armmeretter Got a
where her clothes suppose to be (Off and over there) Sniff a little coke, take a little X, smoke a little weed Drink a little bit., I need a girl that
, security They known for bustin' heads, man, I ain't ever scared I'll take a bottle to his head, I'm a live, nigga I'll leave a pussy nigga dead Hoodrats
are the real G's (yea!) Like the Optmus Prime I gotta gun You're dull and I shine like the sun He tried to apologize wit' a bullet in my shoulder Now
Last night we had an argument Oh, oh, yes we did Although baby, the things I said I never meant Girl, I'm so sorry That I broke Your tender heart For
be a saint And no got damn serial killer I just wanna know my nigga What made you disrespect a nigga What you thought I was a buster Sucker, a rapper
