Afroman - Life for a pimp
Tekst :
Live is a bicth no meaning for this pimp.
Always thinking who is going to be your next bicth.
Is eazy for me to say that the next bicth is
your mommy or maybe your daddy
I don t give a fuck because i still keep the 2 heads up high for those
bitches to cry for tonight,
But I m still talking shit no matter what you say your some other
bicht tlking shit it don t give a fuck I still keep this lower head up
for you to suck on, still having shit to say will fuck you I ll do you
like bicht today. You think your America most wanted, but thats just
on your games and mind but your just some bicth wanted for giving
head and living blisters on our dicks, and know i have to say
more cause you made my dick sore it hurts you laugh but
will you laugh when I stick my thumb up your ass turn it reverse it
either way i m gong to expose it.
Inne utwory
Tall cans Palmdale Because I got high Ghetto memories Girls Graveyard shift The American dream God has smiled on me Dopefiend Caddy hop Moonlight Sell your dope Missisippi Hush Losowe utwory
The sunrise within
That leads to nowhere
Sometimes I feel that way
But my heart is filled
With you inside
When I feel your presence
In my mind.
I live for you
Stay with me forever
Didn t meant to...
Na niebie milion gwiazd,
W tej jednej widzę Ciebie
Ta jedna już na zawsze
Trwać tak będzie nawet wtedy, gdy świat
Zwariuje znów na chwilę
Przebudzi się w nas,
Ty przecież więcej wiesz
Mądrości nieskończoność -
pozwalasz nam kosztować
Zostań z nami, bo gdy będzie nam źle
Pociechą, wiarą, słowem
See the color of roses
Sail across America
I couldn t wait to find you
I m looking for a miracle
And somewhere out of the blue
In the heart of getting by
CHORUS:
It only takes a second to learn
Staring in your eyes
I found a match not to fold
Riding the first round out,
I m feeding on your blows
A stab in my back
Got me bleeding on your honesty
A sneak-punch to my heart
Leaves us enemies
Now it s you vs. me
And me vs....
Mówią czasem o mnie, że jestem cwaniak (cwaniak)
Jestem kawał drania (kawał drania)
Pytają się o dupy na koncertach
Pytają się o chlanie
Wiesz powróci tak: ja piję i żyję chwilą
I w tym się nie mylą
Nie masz jaj ziomuś? sorry nie...