[Repeat x2] My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like, its better than yours, damn right its better than yours, i can teach
You can't say it You wanna be polite Another write off You're staying in tonight You can't say it You're staring at the door get out now you could
I look at you and my blood boils hot, I feel my temperature rise I want it all, give me what you got, there's hunger in your eyes I'm getting closer
There it is, there he is, now I have to go Turn around disappear really have to go Make a line to the door tapping on my arm Turn around blank faced Everything
now? I'm feeling better now Trying to take a step But I am falling down Look at Riley go She can't really play Play for Daiquiri She says that
Spader can sing about walking the night, But how sincere was he? When face to face with Kim Richards How sincere would you be? You'd say what you had
Missy be puttin it down, I'm the hottest round I told y'all mother(*skurt*), y'all can't stop me now Listen to me now, I'm lastin twenty rounds And
(lots of screaming jibberish) We...are...in...Brandon...Walsh "Fuck me gently with a chainsaw."
There are two things, both appealing One is better than the other One's an 8 and one's a 10 But still I want the 10 or 8 How do you choose? Let'
My teeth are breakin I can't afford to fix them The nerves are stinging and it looks bad then They bustin to pieces and I spit em in the sink Exactly
You comb your hair you try to think of something interesting to say The good news is to you attention is something they will pay If you have nothing to
Get a letter, can you open it? Without tearing what's inside of it? Good news: Checks Bad news: Bills Cutting through paper I know scissors make
Made the mistake once won't make it again A hiding place for special friends Everytime's the last time or closer to it It's always growing but you can
It's gonna SNOW MAN I'm talking BLOW MAN My nose a blizzard on the inside It all belongs to me My God it's just like 1980s I don't need sobriety
daquiri factory where niggas look after me assault and battery its sort of a tragedy kickin it live right with killas suspended smokin weed in the kitchen
Un, dos, tres y... Tiembla la luz en el umbral, resucito con tu latido. Cualquier motor, cualquier motivo, una pequena emocion, un viejo amor, aquel
Tradução: Daiquiri. Una pequeña copa.
Tradução: Daiquiri. El romance está muerto.