I'm gonna strip my thing down to the basic none Stuff everybody The pattering of little feet Mortgage, accountability Can I sleep on your couch? I want out I want out I want
Перевод: Все. I Want Out.
Перевод: Мисс Черная Америка. All I Want Is Out.
I'm gonna strip my thing down to the basic none Stuff Everybody The pattering of little feet Mortgage Accountability Can I sleep on your couch? I want out I want out I want out
want to do Bridge: All I want all that I need For u to give me Just one night to please you Girl will you be Girl you be the one The one I want to
nigga, and that's real I got guns nigga, I got money nigga I got riders, what the fuck you gon' do to me? I got guns nigga, I got money nigga I got riders
(Intro): I don't know dude... I think everyone's all jealous and shit cuZ I'm like the lead singer of a band dude... And I think everyone's got a fuckin
I'm on a mission, you see, there's money that I'm missin I got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna murder y'all You and all the trouble goin through
I'm past all that My eyes have miles Not necessarily clever I bring from the soul hold my vocal Handle for a hold as I walk direct I roll for the
time I leave the house is to go to the store for what she wants what she Wants what she wants me for What could she want this time I'm all hers
I see what you mean to me I... I love you Build up your personality Find out the way how you want to be But how, I don't know All that I know is that
, I know that we can I know damn well that we can work it out I know we can make it, I know that we can I know damn well that we can work it out I know
wanna go? She said, "I don't know" I thought I had a treat in the passenger seat Now her ass wanna get somethin to eat From where? She said, "Denny's I figure" I
I love you I love you... I love you... I love you... (2x) Can you hear me calling out your name? I want your love. Can you hear me calling out your name? I
water drink it down This time I know I'm bound To spit it back up I didn't want this Salty substitute, just not going to do I need some air, if I'm going
a bunch of broads The preachers daughter screaming out Fuck the law! I play a struck chord, wit the Christians But y'all got the freakiest bitches out of all
