Bombs away But we're o.k. Bombs away In old bombay Bombs away But we're o.k. Bombs away In old bombay Bombs away But we're o.k. Bombs away In old bombay
Übersetzung: Stachel. Bombs Away.
rushin in too close Let me lay it on the table, forget stable Freak niggaz, comin to slay to the label You got nothin to lose, come on choose Stay away
on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you I will shit (Swift aka Swifty McVeigh) I remain fatter than gluttony Tapin bombs
Ref. Griffin step to him Y'all know how the riders ride We always disqualified I'mma a total savage Like Lex Luger, you'll get the total package Straight power bomb
Im borrowing money from all my homies I know that I'm wrong But this bitch was the bomb Im paying the bills at bazookas I slip my finger through her g-sting
: Talk to me, tell me your name You blow me off like it's all the same You lit a fuse, and now I'm ticking away Like a bomb... yeah baby Talk to me,
inferno, maestro, pull it Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets address me stone bringer Ease away
Talk to me Tell me your name You blow me off like it's all the same You lit a fuse and now I'm ticking away Like a bomb Yeah, baby Talk to me Tell me
, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb Nothin' to lose Nothin' to lose, time run out Nothin' to lose Lightin' the fuse to the bomb
' in too close Let me lay it on the table, forget stable Freak niggaz, comin' to slay to the label You got nothin' to lose, come on choose Stay away
of barbed wire Taught by Ebenezer Scrooge in my mom's church choir The death stalker, New York trendtogrophy The G O D, 120 degree geography The bomb
da, da I'll shit on you, I will shit I'll shit on you, girl, you know I'll shit on you, bitch or man I'll shit on you, I will shit I remain fatter than gluttony Tapin' bombs
