How 'bout you, how 'bout me, how 'bout you Do you like your love soft and warm Do you like it hard, hot and long Like you're ready to die Sometimes
Tradução: Cheap Trick. ¿Cómo sobre usted.
you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P (Chorus) (Verse 2) I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking
And you know me, I'm that nada cat Type to loan you a buck, get my dollar back You holla at, me Like you want me to trick, trick I trick you into
't give a FUCK if you lyrical And that's pitiful, so my position is pivotal You can hate me all you like but you worship the principle I inspire revolution
like to be licked You'll see it's not hard, it's naughty nice You gotta pay us dues, and she's the price Don't start to think about the worlds discuss
But they don't know about your stress-filled day Baby on the way mad bills to pay That's why you drink Tanqueray; so you can reminisce and wish, you
it comes to the get-down, get-down Ooh, you know you said you might have to come through And show me how you do [Chorus] Can you do it (I can do it)
do Why you little played out Achew (Bless You) I'm allergic to wack crews The La The Ti The Fah The Queen is up Throwing salt that you never seen before How
you right now? [Girl:] What you mean what's up with me? What's up with you? [Man:] I'm trying to find out what you want to do [Girl:] I think I need
so what's up with you right now? Girl: what you mean what's up with me? what's up with you? Man: i'm trying to find out what you want to do Girl: i think
Soon as i flake I take you how ever you might be Pack dollar pill away You know you got me feelin' good Drop top down up in through the hood Ask me about
Hit the gates bro You gotta get out You gotta get out, why? You gotta get out You gotta get out, why? You gotta get out You gotta get out, why? 'Cause
, you're face to face with Scarface You tried to ice an X, but thats a motherfuckin' waste Your schools fucked up G And your momma shoulda warned ya about
, you about to be buried in beach sand I don't care if you broke or not I don't care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not Nigga, I still smoke the glock
your housekeepers You was mesmerised, how could you be surprised? Only gave it to her Christmas and the fourth of July Oh, you had it going on, with ease you
, tree top heights Be careful how you move the traps are covered in the lights Landmines be disguised as welcome signs I'll repeat it so you ain't got