the boys with the boards by the shore with the tan and good teeth unlike me So I cross my arms around myself and pretend like I don't care They can run around me
boys with the boards by the shore with the tan and good teeth unlike me So I cross my arms around myself and pretend like I don't care They can run around me
Traduzione: Mother Hips. Run Around Me.
extras Moves my heat makes, shooting and stabbing everyone my peeps hate The Killa "Sweepstakes" robbing you cheap skates from each state, I love bitches with swollen hips
uh, turn around, You don't want to mess with Billy from the hills. Some folks dance cool, all angles and swaying hips, Sensual as all get out and in. Me
I got her When she go to looking at her friends And turn around and started giving me that half a grin It's foggy and my homie sipping on some yen Run
floor in the round [Bridge] People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me
heads wanna get next to me Molestin' me, sexually, I give 'em ecsatcy I'm with the lamb, not less to be Get a fat bag of weed from Chesterlee Mother
I-E you ain't stylish It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run for your mother
reason why we came, for real [Chorus x2] [Freaky Tah] Booty want the mother, yeah I see you peepin me From a distance, ya was lookin like you wanna creep with me
got me in a midst brawl showing out infront of folk that'll make me kill ya'll muthafuckin ass beat ya down like ya stole something turn right around hey hoe let me
like a fool on Ex-Lax Ready to take a couple off yo sacks, two fats Black and Mild's, freak me now or freak me later Baby gettin' hotter than potato, equator Around
the floor in the round [Bridge] People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me
' me Put me back together, assemble my brain It's my worst enemy Look at these people stare, I tremble Why do they hate me? Goodbye, everybody Father, are you speakin' to me
me in a midst brawl Showin' out in front of folk that'll make me kill y'all Muthafuckin' ass beat ya down like ya stole somethin' Turn right around hey, hoe, let me
E you ain't stylish It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run for your mother
' flows yo and doin' shows Keepin' Crys, some pass me that Henny No ice where the ballers at, let's roll dice Booty want the mother, yea, I see you peepin' me