you don't like the sound Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town Watch out! Watch out! Watch out! 1, 2, 3 3, 2, 1 Watch out!
Watch out! When you open up your mouth I can smell that you don't know what you're talking about (It goes) Watch out! We all love a clown But we don'
shout! You better believe it no doubt I'm sayin! Now you better call a doctor (Ha!) I'm about to give it to you proper Straight! Like a little bit of
back People packed up inside of the place watch how the streets react See them ach when I pull out and cock it you don't wanna compete with that See the
Center Has the biggest Christmas tree of all You can go downtown And see it all I guarantee You'll have a ball On Christmas In the city Something about This atmosphere
fry my insides Yeah, and hey you, Backseat Lovers promise me you?ll take care of each other it?s a rough world you?re living out there ?Cause Cheap Love
just how you got into debt You lost when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect Take the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you
I saw you, I see you too I peeped you out, oh, you watchin' me? I know where you go, no, you don't I'm watchin' you, so you say But I'm watching you too
Ma... marimo (duckweed) Mo... Mori! (forest) Ri? no, not ri again! Ri ri... we already said Risu right? You can pass If you don't know Ri... I pass
on me to charm you Relieve you of your weapon, disarm you See if I can get you off this barstool We all wanna know if I can get you out your clothes
the song is the same; sometimes you stick out your chin to catch the rain. You can be a winner, you can be a loser, gotta wake up when you hear the
in the lobby This is a career, not a hobby Ain't no reason to fear what you wanna see Hey paparazzi, don't you wanna watch me quote the Fonzi and then
What do you mean?" and I start buggin like "If I was to fallowed you home would you keep me Would you feed me, would you pet me Would I fuck you till
? you better take your ass over To that neglected girl you got there. (Why you always trippin' on me in front....) Motherfucker, you got a kid, how you
