Testi:
King B Get Off My Back Woman

tired of you riding me, baby I declare I ain't lying So you just get off of my back, baby Can't you see you're hurting me Well, you get off, get off, get off

of you riding me, baby I declare I ain't lying So you just get off of my back, baby Can't you see you're hurting me Well, you get off, get off, get off

of you riding me, baby I declare I ain't lying So you just get off of my back, baby Can't you see you're hurting me Well, you get off, get off, get off

Bring it back fa me baby, bring it back baby That round thang ya movin, gimme dat baby Bring it back fa me baby, bring it back baby That round thang ya

Fre-Fresh, ay [Bun B] Bitch it's the king of the trill, I'm top of the line My paint is on drip, my rims is on shine My butter seats reclined, cherry

ain't Will Smith, Nah, I ain't a fresh prince Nigga I'm a young king, Nigga I'm a Bun B Yup, I go hard, ask my broad Miss Stevie Wonder, she ain't lookin

King A Couple Mill, Work The Bling, Plus My Backshot Mean And Iam Fresh Out The Coop, Im Bouta Kill The Scene! Blah!Chicks Get Back! The Baddest Chick Back

continental and I copped it off on ebay I pop champ like its my b day, force power Under my hood like its an olympic relay My Flow Rida on time, no delay

yellow suit as a teacher You get out my face! Now let this man walk outta his coffin Straight out the church and get in a cab (Roll on, roll baby) Yeah