: I got a little bird im gonna take her home put her in a cage and disconnect the phone If you give me a look im gonna get the book im gonna preach
I got a little bird i'm gonna take her home put her in a cage if you give me a look and disconnect the phone i'm gonna get the book yeah this i
I got a little bird im gonna take her home put her in a cage and disconnect the phone If you give me a look im gonna get the book im gonna preach
Übersetzung: White Stripes, die. Little Bird.
still got that bitch cum on my lips It yee ain got money, don't come on my strip And if ya got money, don't cover my strip I wear that metal, no olympic
Mack in your ear I'm the flavor My old bird said some of my songs sound like noise Don't watch the Bulls as much, they got too many white boys A million
I ain't havin' no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I
than Luke when I run the block Fiends scream, "I wanna rock, I wanna rock, ock" I'm right in the curb, white and the herb And I got a nice price on the birds
down and the dirt/ count the ants u jerk/ im the answer u jerk/ not like Allen nor Paul ear but u can still get hurt/ u got speak a little louder cause
I still got that bitch cum on my lips If you ain't got money don't come on my strip And if you got money don't come on my strip I wear that metal, no
I ain't having no luck with this little rappers so fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit I'm feeling a little skeptical who I
the strip Looking for a freak to run a train What you boys doing with that weed? Where you boys going with that shit? Begging like a little kid Give the homie a little
afros. (Kici) Now we chillin, now we just leanin and we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene just got some drank from that boy with that bird and you
ass Somethin' smells fishy and I don't know what But I got a hunch it's your lady I'm little bit country and a little bit punk I got a pistol named
