promise breaks But you'll be back again to say Who you like best Lights and music Are on my mind Be my baby One more time Lights and music Are on my
Vertimas: Iškirpti Kopijuoti. Šviesos ir muzikos.
hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo Bandito, light your lighter
it and do what he used to Trying to get this music scrapping, move it, push it and groove it Louis luggage, rugging and rushing my intellect Got suckas hollering and
the hustlers and the bouncers And the groupies know me Fresh denim, fresh shades In a group with no kids It start up when I touch the door And I encourage
and jerome innit fuck you up reppin chivalric c brrrap you jewdemi pricks beth youre fat! once and always..... (Nasty) Nasty Hazzard and MC Jerome
the next state Makin' that big cake but no wedding day I'm so hood rich and love to cash out And tear malls down, yeah, spaze out And throw it in the bag and
I'm doing right 'Cuz that's the kind of frame of mind I'm in I got this feelin' and it's back again So don't touch me, 'cuz I'm electric And if you touch
Music, I'm 100 proof Got white on white on white, ice on ice on ice And when I'm in the club it look like lights on lights on lights Got campaign goin
ll erase and replace Just in case you wanna copy and trace My word is superb, intoxicates like herb Orally, musically, and mentally disturbed Soundwaves are outrageous I'm brave and
you hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo Bandito, light your lighter
m blowin' up I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up But but now I want y'all to move it Put your point on the floor and just prove it And
hustlers and the bouncers And the groupies know me Fresh denim, fresh shades In a group with no kids It start up when I touch the door And I encourage
blowin' up I'd like to thank the people for just showin' up But but now I want y'all to move it Put your point on the floor and just prove it And
that big cake but no wedding day I'm so hood rich, and luv to cash out and tear malls down Yeah, spaze out and throw it in the bags and bring bags out