Übersetzung: Spin Doctors. Das ist der Weg (I Like It).
That's the way, I like it That's the way, I like it That's the way, I like it That's the way, I like it When you take me by the hand, Tell me I'm your
I'm seekin that sir tea and some soup yea) All in all it's all in my head Verse One: Big Boi You know it's that high guy, from East P.I. Spittin the
flows like an ocean liner that sails/sales like a clearance, I'm bilingual Fly like a flamingo, I'm a pitcha, everything I freak I eat like Al Pacino,
and everytime I do it I do my thing, yea Believe that like a true story Rims big make the car look like it's two stories, If I hop out - that be suicide
my way up There's three girls on the elevator like, "Wassup" I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that boy that be
I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin' I see, I see, I see, I see, I see guys and girls dancin'
my way up There's three girls on the elevator like wassup I told 'em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that boy that be on
my way up There's three girls on the elevator like, ?Wassup? I told 'em follow me, they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that boy that be
you need to say it off 'Cause I'm sippin' on heindig and bustin' Like your sendin' your enemy's now Irritated with the haters that be comin' around So I kick it like
way We universe, stutter step, we doin it first Pause and spin now you sleep watch your head burst I'm divin in like a champ goin head first Fools
prophecy of the Wu-Tang, of the Wu-Tang In the Polo store, fronting in war clothes, it been like this From right in time when I was nine years old I
it in the chillout tent And I never saw that boy again She was pretty cool and kind of kicked it in the chillout tent And I never saw that girl again
and die that's the American Way Make Money and die that's the American Way Make Money and die that's the American Way It don't matter what name you
I cruise by in a beemer just laughing I let that rock and roll I coping poppy's load It was like coping gold,I shut down poppy's load I hit the strip
and I make a lot of hits I know (these niggas gon hate) [Curren$y] I don't know if it's the Porsche or the Lamb, that make these niggas Hate me, like I
rehearsed) It's your fault I can believe handshakes I've gone far enough, that's why I'm washed up It's over, I mean it It's over, I believe it now I
more tangible premise ?? it needs splinters all up in day-tripper visuals Take it easy man, fuck it I'll take it any way I can My palms are generous