Testi:
Various Artists Bet On It

surroundings, underground and it's pounding, like pregnancies, with the expectancy of three times three, use my mental nine to climb like gladiator on wall, on

the crabs, Fuck it (Can you kick it?) [Redman] Huh, it's that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on

were on his Boogie list, I'd get out of town [BARREL] He'll be so pleased by our success That he'll reward us too, I bet [LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL] Perhaps

ll let ya lick the spoon Because it tastes so nice I'll keep it in my oven 'Til it's good and hot Keep on stirring til it hits the spot Because

of your world What would I give If I could live Outta these waters? What would I pay To spend a day Warm on the sand? Betcha on land They understand Bet

didn't say it was nice, But everybody does it. 'Dya ever clap when a waitress falls And drops a tray of glasses? Nikki: Yea. Gary: And ain't it fun

of that world What would I give If I could live Outta these waters? What would I pay To spend a day Warm on the sand? Betcha on land They understand Bet

surroundings, underground and it's pounding, like pregnancies, with the expectancy of three times three, use my mental nine to climb like gladiator on wall, on

she'll wear or looks like It all depends on what she cooks like [beef, pork, chicken, mmm] Bet the local girls think you are quite the charmer And I bet