t want the dustbin or a cuddly toy i'm going for the jackpot boy oh boy oh boy chorus : see me on the box see me winning lots of loot oh yeah silly kids games
Tradução: The Damned. Juegos de niños tontos.
I don't want the dustbin Or the cuddly toy I'm going for the jackpot Boy oh boy oh boy See me on the box See me winning lots of loot oh yeah Silly kids games
my Boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game I'll be damned if a thang changed
bitch! [Layzie Bone:] It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal
he'd be just another bush surrounded by orkids...poor kids just because they were poor kids, left em on their porches same old story in new orleans...silly
Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids in
high Young girl stugglin, tryin to survive Mother of the Earth, she made you and I Just tired of playin the same ol' games Messin with my mind, emotional
, They both got silly Lil Twist, I get silly I'm the king of the city Young Money, Young Mullah Yeah, The kid in this thang Grown men in this game Can
still playing silly games Now why do I put up w/ all this child's play Now if your word is all you have Then u ain't worth a damn thing [Chorus:] Promises
second chance And get fucked in this biz without a kiss or a dance The game is to exploit young ghetto kids A straight pimp game and there ain't no shame
outside in the yard, bitch It's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a
straight running this game no shame you lame and rap should be my middle name lil twist and young game no roka fella ella this rap game aint easy oh
Vic Yeah, They both got silly Lil' Twist, I get silly I?m the king of the city Young Money, Young Moula Yeah, the kid in this thang Grown men in this game
weed and syrup shit well lets get rich i got too many knots i couldn't put it in a box (DAMN!) 6 months really a nigga actin silly made a 150 when i put
showdown, in yo' town Let everybody know you my ho now I'm feelin' way too cool off the gin and juice I'm 'bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too Damn
Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell 'em Blanco sent you Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids
