s neat, that's neat, that's neat, that's neat I really love your tiger feet, I really love your tiger feet Your tiger feet Your tiger feet Your tiger feet
Übersetzung: Schlamm. Tiger Feet.
rhyming fools Under the table, since the cradle I've been tryin' to Kill it with this rhymin' shit Hit em' with a flyin' fist, one punch take 'em off their feet
kick it, gout Me sobering up, ha, alf Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, ?rooms I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom I am f-cking high
cry Be to cool to ever be With a tiger by your side Money takes a single side Paid my dues to move the tide Caught the moonlight in my shoe With a tiger
I got to America, I say it blew my mind And when I got to America, I say it blew my mind In Central Park the children were playing Behind the bars the tiger
got chewed Either you ate, or you didn't eat, the memories are bitter sweet Used to get teased by my friends, cuz I had bigger feet I think about them
on that bullshit Budweiser! Nah'mean yo.. what? Fuck you too nigga! 'Kind of pants you got on motherfucker, Capris?! Bitch ass nigga, go get ya feet
of our rival And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger The eye of the tiger [repeats
Weed Man Its Movin So Fast You Got Snappin Turtle Money Man Yo Trap 2 Slow I Got Chia Pet Money Man My Money Gone Grow Got Dat Tony Tiger Kush Man Pimp
: I will be more like a tiger My instinct is my way to survive The music of sex running into my head So long ago... all those bodies It was the taste
All up in his head like a follicle Bite me, your money's short 5 feet Put me in the ward psyche Smash more clubs than Tiger Woods wifey (Ha)... I am the
up in his head like a follicle Bite me, your money's short 5 feet Put me in the ward psyche Smash more clubs than Tiger Woods wifey (Ha)... I am the b
radio, play this song on your fuckin radio [Verse 1: Method Man] Oh no, another flow lyrica forty fo' If it gets deep, jump in feet first then hold yo
: The hunter lines his trophies up across his wall, beneath his bed. A tiger's head, a snakeskin rug, slugs in a jug, the bugs make halos 'round the
s It's like dat, I done been thru the struggle I'm runnin' Choppa City an fuckin' with Grand Hustle [Chorus] [Verse 3: T.I.] I got the eye of a tiger
fat because you buff up complete 24 hours seven days of the week. Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker... move 'pon you feet REPEAT
Because you buff up complete 24 hours seven days of the week Want you listen to me voice when it come true the speaker Move ?pon you feet [X2] [Verse
