cause you're not something I'm willing to lose And I'll bet you find it in the last place you look And I'll bet you find it in the last place you look
Übersetzung: Get Up Kids. Last Place You Look.
place to find it not something that i get to choose don't be scared 'cause you're not something i'm willing to lose i'll bet you find it in the last place you
' slow And last but not least, marvelous J.P., And we can't forget Cisco - we're glad you are free So one day to your kids you will tell the story Of
it up with my pump They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary I been knowin you for years, we
up the hill. Lookin for a better way. My brothas and sistas it's time to bail Cuz even thug niggas pray. Hopin God hear me. I entered the game. Look how
come to my funeral, look at them sheddin they dry tears Look at my baby mamas and them trippin out, actin a fool front of my kids Then I got niggaz puttin
the lay bits Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad (What the fuck you think you doing..........) I give a fuck who you ridin with or
you figure how to work the shower then you know it's time to go you said that you can tell i'm happy and that i should look you up when i come to town
Find Out) Are You Ready For This? (You Gonna Find Out) Tell Em'who It Is (Your Gonna Find Out) Put Your Hands Up Man Up Look Up Find Out Cut Through
pass you thought that you gonna last pockets all over the cash now that you're actually grass high kids taking and sliping away look at you tricking and
deshaun didn't die Oh ya there's an excuse you lose proof so you use There's new rules it's cool if it's helpin you to get through It's twelve noon ain
makin millions look easy, everywhere you turn you see me, you hear me.. believe me, you see my pistol and 3D, no time to call the peace treaty, dial 911 cause you
know Do you wanna get down Do you wanna get funky Do you wanna get down Get on down CHORUS Slam dunk da funk, put it up (If you got that feeling) Slam
on your beons, for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles, rather buck you and watch you buckle
: [Violent J] Bitch back up cause your dimmin? my shine You got nine kids, only two of them mine I get you cigarettes, weed, pampers, and similac Bitch
just a jugglin juggla jugglin more [Violent J] You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down You wanna
all the millionaire hot hoes get skeet spits I gives a fuck whos drunk and fuckin at the grammy's Loco breakin up or too fuckin skinny Lil kids walking
