You gotta re-define your state of mind So take aspirin the word has said you gotta mind your head You gotta mind, you gotta mind, you gotta mind your head
Übersetzung: Jump 5. Mind Your Head.
demise You gotta re-define Your state of mind So take aspirin The word has said You gotta mind your head You gotta mind, you gotta mind, you gotta mind your head
bang your spine (Just) Bob your head, like Epilepsy Up inside your club or in your Bentley Get messy Loud and sick Your mind past normal on another head
in my ways I usually go hard for days I ain't gon' slow down I speed up And mash on your section Ain't no time to kick your feet up I'm past the arrestin
ll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala Girl my head space is limited, ain't even room in the back of my mind That's why I ain't thinking
What your name is, Were gunna call you Hot and Bi, I hope your Bi, But in the mean your name is Sharon Slow the flow down so I can what Tell your same
You mistake me for a gentleman, your 2000 and late man, Will-I-ain't I'm the bad guy, type of guy that will drag 5 girls up on stage Pour ice in their
you have to kill yourself, you don't miss To prevent a miss, you put a gun in your mouth And blow your fuckin' brains out Fuck your mommy, fuck your daddy
we go again with the beats We got you heads bumping, now you're jumping from your seats If this is what you're wanting over there Throw your hands up
] The phone rings Another peaceful moment is lost Latifah's chest jingle in "Set It Off" I press pause in the bed as a king I let it ring 4 or 5 times
Just keep your head up Make we stand up now You need to shine your eyes oh And visualize it E done spoil oh E done change oh No mind them No mind them
: [Royce The 5'9''] T-M-Royce 5 Pause Listen to why girls drop they drawls Alot of em they wanna get involved Well why you still holdin up the wall Allow
mhm Do I go in, or I go in, I'm not your friend, I'm not your kin I make your brain come out your chin Been in the game since the begnning I'm all about
sag and get loose Not the kind of cats that would jump in your bag for your jewels But to put some money in it for your drink and your shoes We get the
: [Intro: Raekwon (samples)] (Make me yours) He get out of line, break his fucking arm... You know how it go (What am I supposed to say? Yeeaaah) You
with rigorous moves Exotic Gods bust my hammer at frauds Call him a live merchant, dressed in all red, that's right y'all Gucci jumper X-5, gettin more head
bang your spine (Just) )))))))))))))Bob your head, like Epilepsy (((((((((((((((((((((( Up inside your club or in your Bentley Get messy Loud and sick Your mind
