out what it means I must be out of my head It must be something I said So come on I'll waste my life You think I'm out of my head But I'm romantically
Übersetzung: Mobile. Out Of My Head.
out what it means I must be out of my head It must be something i said So come on i'll waste my life You think I'm out of my head But I'm romantically
Words harder than a fucking diamond Mobile phone call to Simon, niggas trippin' homie, when we riding? Fuck 'em slowly like Jodeci I'd stick a needle in my
4,5,6 wit my hand on my shit I'm a gangsta on point ready to flip, fo you dummys i got dum dums all in my clip I got bundles of that D man I'm tryin to
love to live in paradise I love my brothers on a Saturday night break out (up?) I'm on my mobile talking to the president I've got a head full of money
How you light your cigarette Head on one side as you pull, you look almost regal. I'm digging it, on your mobile, one eye closed Blue smoke curling out
unstoppable Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you Bank robbers, blood jakes out with the obstacle Ropes hanging down from the roof, my
: Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence As I fall out of love, this wasn't supposed to happen Not according to you Please don't allow your
cops wanted Didn't have the time to ask Word Seen my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my
my big lunchbox Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home. Now, up to now my plan went all
streets I'm tryin' a holla at ya Quit playing games girl you got my head spinnin' 'round I ain't gonna chirp your mobile phone and chase you all over
' about freakin' out then maybe we can work it out Work it out (Come on) 4x Work it out now Maybe we can work it out (Come on, come on) [Verse 2] Oh
alone My roamin' zone tryin' to do my thing and make some provolone Cuz I'm more connected than a mobile phone Never see me stoned, I'm just high on my
m writin exact on my axis From my head down to my Air Max's Phil waxes and relaxs Phil also fills up mental food up in your ?deadly gases? My name is
and a gun shot] My man put me up for the share, one-fourth of a square Headed for Delaware wit' one change of gear Nothin' on my mind but the dime sack
My money so long that it get so borin, Couldnt finish countin when I got off tourin, Survival of the fit theory of charles darwin, My flow so mobile this is my
exact on my axis From my head down to my Air Max's Phil waxes and relaxs Phil also fills up mental food up in your ?deadly gases? My name is Jason when
