Letras:
Jess Costa

Je marche dans un brouillard de poussiere Seul avec ma guitare j'efface la misere Quatre accords comme seul repere Et voila que je reve d'une vie sans

J'ai connu la douleur, ton vecu, la ranc?ur, Oublier mes prieres enseveli dans la terre, Comme toi. Nos deux c?urs ont saigne partant de notre passe

my garage Instead of shopping South Beach like - and Terror Squad We the Best! big pippin Top down chrome spinnin Top Gun Tom Cruise Tucked inside my Gucci linen No Jess

, you must not have a clue Of what that ticket's gonna cost you I'ma rock you They call me Jesse, baby Can't tell me nothing, baby They call me Jesse

(Toby Keith/Chuck Cannon) My name is Jesse, I was named after my father Followed in his footsteps, down here to this factory I ain't complainin', wouldn

it made it interestin' Plus me and sister blend before we got intimate Friend or no friend, my man caught wind This chick is payin' me, it'll either cost me or cost

the evidence, just to get a clue The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid The tiger would kill him once thrown in Brad's Pitt Jesse Owen

Got a story to tell about how I feel My swag, my style and my and god damn self Cause I'm cool, cooler than a fan, my shoes My shoes cost a grand, and

it made it interestin Plus me and sister blend before we got intimate Friend or no friend, my man caught wind This chick is payin me, it?ll either cost me or cost