Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
Meet me in the middle of a moonlit Chevy bench seat and do a little bit of country song, hanging on
You don’t have to keep me fallin’ like this
But it’d sure be cool if you did
Vol met klonten
Gadverdamme
Bah
Klonten aan je kont
Dengel dengel dengel
Grote vieze brokken
Gadverdamme bah
Klonten klonten klonten
Kontsnor
Klonten klonten klonten
Kontsnor
Klonten klonten klonten
Kontsnor
Klonten klonten
Bah
He said, "What up Yeezus?"
I said, "Shit I'm chilling
Trying to stack these millions"
I Am A God van Kanyequote:
Op 
quote:I kidnapped Mr. peabody and his
"way back machine".
When we got there I sold him to
a chinese restaurant.
I punched every girl I saw in the face,
on the way to the booth to vote for Hitler.
I went back in time and voted for Hitler,
I just voted for Adolf Hitler.
Andifuni ukuyaehlatini!
Sukubammba incanca yam
Andi so stabani
Incanca yam yeyamantobi
Incanca yam iclean
Incanca yam inamandla
Ndiyinkwekwe enkulu
Angi funi ukuba yeendota
And this is crazy
But here's my number
So call me maybe
die emo gevoelens manquote:when you make that face its perfect. hold me so tight that my ribs break, so i can die in your arms. i've felt this way before and i've said all of these words. hold me to your chest because i need your heartbeat since i can't look in your eyes. i don't deserve to anyway and i know honesty is your weakness and you know affection is mine. neither of us have healed from past hurts i can see it in your face and you can hear it in my voice. all i have is this broken heart to offer you so take it, it's yours. it's been broken beyond me breaking so i could use someone to rebuild.
[ Bericht 1% gewijzigd door #ANONIEM op 20-06-2013 16:14:49 ]
quote:
ik zit mobielquote:
oh oke maar welke teksten danquote:
Op van de OPquote:
agreequote:
quote:
I am tall and I am thin
Of an enviable height
And I've been known to be quite handsome
From a certain angle and a certain light
Well I entered into O'Malley's
Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst"
O'Malley merely smiled at me
said "You wouldn't be the first"
I knocked on the bar and pointed
To a bottle on the shelf
And as O'Malley poured me out a drink
I sniffed and crossed myself
My hand decided that the time was nigh
And for a moment it slipped from view
And when it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence anew
Well the thunder from my steely fist
Made all the glasses jangle
When I shot him, I was so handsome
It was the light, it was the angle
Huh! Hmmmmm
"Neighbours!" I cried, "Friends!" I screamed
I banged my fist upon the bar
"I bear no grudge against you!"
And my d_ck felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
And for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one thousand powder-burns"
Well, you know those fish with swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor?
When I looked at poor O'Malley's wife
That is exactly what I saw
I jammed the barrel under her chin
And her face looked raw and vicious
Her head it landed in the sink
With all the dirty dishes
Her little daughter Siobhan
Pulled beers from dusk till dawn
And amongst the townfolk, she was a bit of a joke
But she pulled the best beers in town
I swooped magnificent upon her
As she sat shivering in her grief
Like the Madonna painted on the church-house wall
In whale's blood and banana leaf
Her throat it crumbled in my fist
And I spun heroically around
To see Caffrey rising from his seat
I shot that motherf_cker down
Mmmmmmmmm Yeah Yeah Yeah
"I have no free will," I sang
As I flew about the murder
Mrs. Richard Holmes, she screamed
You really should have heard her
I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept
I panted like a pup
I blew a hole in Mrs. Richard Holmes
And her husband he stood up
And he screamed, "You are an evil man"
And I paused a while to wonder
"If I have no free will then how could I
Be morally culpable, I wonder"
I shot Richard Holmes in the stomach
And gingerly he sat down
And he whispered weirdly, "No offense"
And lay upon the ground
"None taken," I replied to him
With which he gave a little cough
With blazing wings I neatly aimed
And blew his head completely off
I've lived in this town for thirty years
And to no-one I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
And when I turned my gun on the bird-like Mr. Brookes
I thought of Saint Francis and his sparrows
And as I shot down the youthful Richardson
It was Sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
Hhhhhhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmmm
I said, "I want to introduce myself
And I'm glad that you all came"
And I leapt upon the bar
And shouted out my name
Well Jerry Bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
And with an ashtray as big as a f_cking big brick
I split his head in half
His blood spilled across the bar
Like a streaming scarlet brook
And I knelt at it's edge on the counter
Wiped the tears away and looked
Well, the light in there was blinding
Full of God and ghosts and truth
I smiled at Henry Davenport
Who made an attempt to move
Well, from the position I was standing
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of his chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor
Well I floated down the counter
Showing no remorse
I shot a hole in Kathleen Carpenter
Recently divorced
But remorse I felt and remorse I had
It clung to everything
From the raven hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings
Then I squeezed my hand in it's fraudulent claw
With it's golden hairless chest
And I glided through the bodies
And killed the fat man Vincent West
Who sat quietly in his chair
A man become a child
And I raised the gun up to his head
Executioner-style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy
"Do you know I lived in your street?" I cried
And he looked at me as though I was crazy
"O", he said, "I had no idea"
And he grew as quiet as a mouse
And the roar of the pistol when it went off
Near blew the hat right off the house
Well, I caught my eye in the mirror
And gave it a long and loving inspection
"There stands some kind of man", I roared
And there did, in the reflection
My hair combed back like a raven's wing
My muscles hard and tight
And curling from he business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite
Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
And I spun to the left again
"Fear me! Fear me!"
But no one did cause they were all dead
Huh! Hmmmmmmmm
And then there were the police sirens wailing
And a bull-horn squelched and blared
"Drop your weapons and come out
With your hands held in the air"
Well, I checked the chambers of my gun
Saw I had one final bullet left
My hand, it looked almost human
As I help it to my head
"Drop your weapon and come out!
Keep you hands above your head!"
Well, I had one long hard think about dying
And did exactly what they said
There must have been fifty cops out there
In a circle around O'Malley's bar
"Don't shoot", I cried "I'm a man unarmed!"
So they put me in their car
And they sped me away from that terrible scene
And I glanced out of the window
Saw O'Malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars
And started counting on my fingers
Aaaaaaaaah One Aaaaaaaah Two Aaaaaah Three Aaaah Four
O'Malley's bar O'Malley's bar
And all the birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily, joyfully, playfully, watching me
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical, responsible, practical
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable, clinical, intellectual, cynical
There are times when all the world's asleep
The questions run too deep for such a simple man
Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned
I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am
I said now, watch what you say, now we're calling you a radical, a liberal, fanatical, criminal
Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable
......
Logical Song Supertramp.
's middags zuip ik een krat bier en six pac's
10 six pac's en 's avonds snuif ik mezelf kapot tot ik niet meer kan slapen
en me wijf, die wordt geneukt in der reet, door een ander
me naam is Steen, ik ben een rapper
Your enemies remain the same friends always change
Competition none in a league of my own
All about the W I'mma bring it home
When its over with I'mma be the king of the throne
wat een teringherriequote:
Kanker Rapperquote:Op donderdag 20 juni 2013 16:48 schreef Tampeloeres2.0 het volgende:
Heel veel koffie, 's morgens drink ik fakking veel koffie
's middags zuip ik een krat bier en six pac's
10 six pac's en 's avonds snuif ik mezelf kapot tot ik niet meer kan slapen
en me wijf, die wordt geneukt in der reet, door een ander
me naam is Steen, ik ben een rapper
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hooooofd
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uit als je maar gelooft
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uuuuit.
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten lekker lekker laaa
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uit als je maar gelooft
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uuuuit.
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker lekker laa
Poep in je hoofd
quote:
Heel veel koffie, 's morgens drink ik fakking veel koffie
's middags zuip ik een krat bier en six pac's
10 six pac's en 's avonds snuif ik mezelf kapot tot ik niet meer kan slapen
en me wijf, die wordt geneukt in der reet, door een ander
me naam is Steen, ik ben een rapper
hier herken ik mezelf ook in
If I thought that it would change your mind
But I know that this time
I have said too much
Been too unkind
I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try and laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
I would break down at your feet
And beg forgiveness
Plead with you
But I know that it's too late
And now there's nothing I can do
So I try to laugh about it
Cover it all up with lies
I try to laugh about it
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
I would tell you
That I loved you
If I thought that you would stay
But I know that it's no use
That you've already
Gone away
Misjudged your limit
Pushed you too far
Took you for granted
I thought that you needed me more
Now I would do most anything
To get you back by my side
But I just keep on laughing
Hiding the tears in my eyes
Because boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
quote:
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hooooofd
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uit als je maar gelooft
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uuuuit.
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten lekker lekker laaa
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uit als je maar gelooft
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd, wat maakt het uuuuit.
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker in je bek schijten of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jou eens even lekker lekker laa
Poep in je hoofd
De lullo's
Mooi nummer, mooi nummer.quote:He perdido el balance por tu amor,
En tus manos yo caí
Tienes control sobre mí
Tu cuerpo es la cárcel y yo un prisionero
Y jamás quiero salir
Condenado y soy feliz.
Try to keep my balance but I still fall
But how I fell so hard
Right into your arms I swear girl
Wrapped inside you baby and it's so warm
Yeah yeah yeah
But love without a cause
Leaves me trapped inside my own thoughts
Quiero ser tuyo enterito pero tengo miedo
Prométeme que no me vas a dejar sin tu amor
I'll give you my heart girl but you gotta promise
Prométeme mami,
Promise you'll hold me (Hold me)
Oh touch me (Touch me),
Love me
Way past forever
(Escucha las palabras de Romeo)
Yo tan joven padezco del corazón,
Y por tu amor sufriría mil años con mucho honor
(Don't doubt it baby)
Trying to be calm but my chest keeps pounding
Trying to swim but its like I'm drowning
All I've got for your love
Quiero ser tuyo enterito pero tengo miedo
Prométeme que no me vas a dejar sin tu amor
I'll give you my heart girl but you gotta promise
Prométeme mami
Promise you'll hold me (Hold me)
Oh touch me (Touch me),
Love me
Way past forever
You need this in your life, (Yeah man) Two kings, Revolutionary
Hey Romeo, talk to her
Temo que me dejes en el abandono
Tú eres mi oxígeno y mi todo
But I realize that its
Worth running the race
When the finish line is you
Quiero ser tuyo enterito pero tengo miedo
Prométeme que no me vas a dejar sin tu amor
I'll give you my heart girl but you gotta promise
(Promise that you love me baby)
Promise you'll hold me (Hold me)
Oh touch me (Touch me),
Love me
Way past forever
Quiero ser tuyo enterito pero tengo miedo
Prométeme que no me vas a dejar sin tu amor
SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS,quote:Op donderdag 20 juni 2013 19:00 schreef SpacyColours het volgende:
De teksten van Lil' Jon weten bij mij altijd wel een gevoelige snaar te raken.
EVERYBODYYY
SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS
In Georgia, drivin' that funky soul, drivin' that funky soul
And you cross your tongue in Baltimore
Philadelphia, ha!
Join Chicago, St. Louis, Houston
I said Dallas, wow!
Cape Cove, the next-door neighbor
They're drivin' that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive your funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
And I believe, they're drivin' their self
With that funky soul in Houston, Texas
They're gettin' their self together with the funky soul
In Mobile, Alabama, they gettin' that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Los Angeles, raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Birmingham, raise up get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
On the Island Mama
Get yourself together, drive that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
I'm goin' to get it
I'm goin' to get it
Gotta' get some money
And drive that funky soul.
Gotta' get some money
Gotta' get some money
I need a lil' bit a money
Oh, yeah, I need a lil' bit a money
Fred, I need a one million
Two million, three million
Brotha!
(Yeah)
So what about it?
Will one million be enough?
(Better get two)
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.co(...)ics-james-brown.html ]
Well since my man got three
Well man you better get three
You understand, can I use the three?
Take 'em on home Fred
Take 'em!
Get up get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Woo!
That is
That is
That is, what is that?
Get up, raise up, raise up, raise up
Woo!
Raise up, raise up, raise
Raise on up, get yourself together
Drive that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
You don't miss nothin' you never had
But you miss so much you wish you could get, ha!
I guess you can out that together
It takes a man to find a woman
And takes a woman to find what a man used to be
Get up, get on up
Get yourself together
Drive that funky soul
Everybody knows somebody
Who can drive that funky soul?
Everybody knows somebody
Who can drive that funky soul?
Get up, get yourself together
And drive your funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Raise up, get yourself together
And drive that funky soul
Raise up, since we had it groovin'
You know
Heb deze zin als tattoo.
Get the pussy niggaquote:
De teksten van Lil' Jon weten bij mij altijd wel een gevoelige snaar te raken.
Stick that pussy nigga
Fuck that pussy nigga
You dead fuck nigga
MaMa sé! MaMa sa! Mama saka mumba
Doe je mee allemaal
In een keileuk verhaal
MaMa sé! MaMa sa! Mama saka mu saka mumba
![[10 Hours] Pique LOL Song - KSIOlajidebt](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/U8acmD2jyQo/default.jpg)
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Poep in je hoofd
poep in je hoofd
wat maakt het uit
als je maar geloofd
poep in je hoofd
poep in je hoofd
wat maakt het uit!
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
lekker, lekker lekker!
Poep in je hoofd
poep in je hoofd
wat maakt het uit
als je maar geloofd
poep in je hoofd
poep in je hoofd
wat maakt het uit!
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep
poep in je hoofd
Zal ik jouw eens even lekker
lekker, lekker lekker!
Poep in je hoofd
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
CHORUS
Never gonna give you up,
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry,
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see (CHORUS)
CHORUSCHORUS
(Ooh give you up)
(Ooh give you up)
(Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give
(give you up)
(Ooh) never gonna give, never gonna give
(give you up)
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
-Nirvana
Verkrachting is altijd leuk toch.
Oh sorry, mijn liedje is van Kringspiertyfus, het heet Kontsnor.quote:
Zou leuk zijn als iedereen ff zegt van wie het nummer is.
Put your money where your mouth is
Take your eyes off the ground
We got a hard day coming if we can't work out
All the pissy little problems that were fightin' about
aye!
lyrics oooh ziekSPOILERA cyaan we dem fool dem waan run up pon
yo we mek dem lie a grung and him mother bawl over dem wid har blood up har
Warn to some pussy
Dem naah clash dem a crash
When we a crush crime dem a knock it
Real life killing ah nuh show we a act it
A gunshot a go shock an nuh static
yuh hear di music about pg graphic
Nuh rush mi wid nuh 3 star ratchet
yuh get copper shot from the good good matic
Di 40 di extension di thunder 9 bwoy drop anytime mi start clap it
People a run some a get trample, gunshot a spray from every angle
Claat di mak-90 firm mi affi hold di angle it shake di place every man a get a sample
Yeah, shot a spray as di crack a day body lay pon to a clay head top open
real borner box as him open and a bare badman they a not obey
Yuh nuh know bout war, yuh is a gun bagga weh yuh know bout
Pan di front page a di star, yuh seh yuh body a go deh ya where mi bout
When yuh fire shot inna di sky, yuh mussi feel seh blood a go pour out
Par yuh nuh know bout a weh yuh know bout
Par yuh nuh know bout a weh yuh know bout
We nuh use caption we use action no distraction
When mi guh fi bwoy mi a complete di mission not a fraction
Shot addition equalize subtraction, di pomp action, compaction
Rubber grip fully grip with traction naah jump out ah mi hand as mi clap 1
Lef hole inna bwoy bigger than gas pan
Caah mi a keep bwoy grave spot, di bwoy violate and a try a brave act
No game no ludi mi nuh play jacks yuh look bad like yuh see di cat pon di grey box
Di way mi a fire gunshot a maze gaps, nutn cyaan cool gunshot a blaze hot
Life or death so mi haffi freeze that yuh never know 5 if yuh run di place hot
Yuh nuh know bout war, yuh is a gun bagga weh yuh know bout
Pan di front page a di star, yuh seh yuh body a go deh ya where mi bout
When yuh fire shot inna di sky, yuh mussi feel seh blood a go pour out
Par yuh nuh know bout a weh yuh know bout
Par yuh nuh know bout a weh yuh know bout
[ Bericht 36% gewijzigd door Dientje12 op 20-06-2013 23:49:13 ]
Hij kan vliegen als de beste tuh tuh tuhuhuhuh
Dinges, Blah en Leonard zijn zijn beste vrienden hoooooooooooooo
so maybe I should lead you through the lime
light to the touch, my hand in yours is a matter of convention
but maybe we could move things forward
The night begins and faces turn to the centre of attention
so maybe we should give them what they're here
four in the morning and you know that you only have to mention
and maybe we could keep this going
~
I feel the eyes upon my back, I'm an object of obsession
but maybe I don't see it how the rest
do what you will, I get a kick out of power and supression
and maybe I pretend to struggle
When we're alone I sometimes fail to get the right impression
but maybe I'm the one to overthink
then all my problems hit the floor when you're wearing that expression
and simply nothing else besides it
~
Take my hand and we shall make a stand
Tell me you love me
Hold me tight until you're feeling right
Tell me you now see
Spill your heart and we can make a start
My arm in yours guiding
Whisper things and tell me all your sins
There's nothing worth hiding
http://svix.bandcamp.com/track/audacity
And in the end he'd only bring me misery.
I tried and tried to turn away,
but something 'bout him makes me stay.
The only man whose ever knocked me to my knees.
The only man whose ever set my spirit free.
He was born and raised in Lynchburg, Tennessee.
His daddy owns a big distillery.
He's an old time whiskey drinker,
when I'm with him I get meaner,
And mama says he's ruined my destiny.
Well, he sure has made a woman out of me.
I fell in love with Jack Daniels again.
He's the best kind of lover that there is.
I can have him when I please, he always satisfies my needs,
He takes me back no matter where I've been.
Yeah, I fell in love with Jack Daniels again.
(Instrumental Break)
I fell in love with Jack Daniels again.
He's the best kind of lover that there is.
I can have him when I please, he always satisfies my needs,
He takes me back no matter where I've been.
Yeah, I fell in love with Jack Daniels again.
Jack Daniels, if you please,
Knock me to my knees.
You're the only friend there has ever been, that didn't do me wrong.
Jack Daniels, if you please,
Knock me to my knees.
You can kill this pain, that's drivin' me insane, since my baby's gone.
Jack Daniels - Miranda Lambert
p.s. and many more of her songs
p.p.s. also her hubby blake has some great songs!
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
And Whiskey, you villain, you've been my down-fall
You've cuffed and you've kicked me but I loved you of old
Oh Whiskey, Rye Whiskey, Whiskey I cried
If I don't get rye Whiskey I surely will die
Well I go yonder mountain and build me a still
And I send you a gallon for a five dollar bill
Well it's beefcake when I'm hungry, Whiskey when I'm dry
And it's greenbacks when I'm hard off and hell when I die
If the sea were made of Whiskey and I was a duck
I'd swim to the bottom and never come up
Oh, but the sea ain't made of Whiskey and I ain't a duck
So I play Jack Of Diamonds and trust on my luck
Vooral die diktgedrukte passage. Dat is mijn leven. Jeweet.
in you ear for a minute, quit complaining
Bout how you can't spend it cause you ain't got it
You got what it takes but not enough to get started
I hope you get the message, no it's not a test it's
Just me ridin legit, they can't arrest me or bust me
I'm still hungry, I want some more stuff
Get fat and watch my whole crew blow up
So get yours, and buy my new album
Peep the game and don't be like Calvin
Get everything you want, get real, get you mail
Get your girl to make bail and get your ass out of jail
You should be gettin it, everything you want
Everything you dreamed of, never have to front
you shoulf be gettin it, gettin money
I'm talking bout you black, don't laugh it aint funny
You should get a good lawyer, like Johnny Cochran
Swear to tell the truth, hell no I didn't pop him
Get your kids in school, so they can get an education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin real good, taking care of my folks
roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short Dawg in the house, I know you aint trippin
Cause Life is Too $hort you gotta Get In Where You Fit In
Stop looking for what you never seem to find
It ain't what you think you got to read between the lines
Cause life ain't long, for a young black man
Tryin to make money doing all he can
Sellin dope don't ya hope he would go to classB
But the boy makes money and he makes it fast
with the twenties on top and the fifties on the bottom
I fuck the top notches oh yes we got em
It's been a long time since I first got down
But I still keep makin these funky sounds
Get your money man
Get yours