Boy I'm walking through the hall like Dylan McKay Brandon Walsh hair back, like we back in the day I don't never talk to strangers, unless I'm bout to get payed Steve Sanders lookin' boy, get the fuck out my way Tryin' to use is what you do and don't say no thang Cause we heard about you and we don't like what they say Don't let a couple co-sign's fuck up your brain Start actin' like somethin', give fuck where you stay Say you know about us, but you know no thang Capsulate me, go ahead, lock me in that frame All I do is get confused by the fact kids still Lookin' to the pussies that don't say what's real
I guess that's just how it is I know that's just how it goes Dirty nails, wrinkled clothes Bones never with some clones
That's just how it is I know that's just how it goes Dirty nails, wrinkled clothes Bones never with some clones
I twist up a wood and then pick up my target Flick off the ash and then pour up the waterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
