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译文: 梦幻街. 总得得到女孩.
Gotta gotta gotta get her, ooh yeah ... Gotta gotta gotta get her, yeah... Gotta gotta gotta get her for me oh ... Gotta gotta gotta get her Gotta gotta gotta
us Why niggaz bring the ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandala's, motherfuckers Just some ghetto boys Livin' in these ghetto streets, these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta
Misfit, broken dream Fish tank, small bowl Closed mind, dark hold Cybergirl, droid control Get away now they trying To steal your soul Microphone, one stage Tomboy, outrage Street
lifestyles of the rich and infamous Alright will somebody gets these hoes off the bus Get the god damn girls off the bus No more backstage passes, whose [incomprehensible] is this Get
there ain't no quittin' Mind's in a money mode, seems like it should explode Girlies on my jammie, got a female overload Young street messiah, professional liar 19 gotta
way out Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out I got nothin' to lose much to gain In my brain I got a capitalist migraine I gotta get paid tonight
lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And I think you should follow your dream. When you was just a little girl,
u on yo period We can get cheese N we can get even You ain't gota eat with me You can be a vegan Look real sexy n work in the streets N in the summer
why I'm out here tryin' to give the whole world to you No matter what it is, I gotta get it hers and his 'Cause baby you're the girl of my dreams At
a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young `Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run yes, girl we were Wendy let
ass can?t be stopped no flight delay gotta a crew of bad bitches call em the nice girls yo b-tches look scary but she aint no spice girl it?s 9am when
alone, girl She keep callin' me, callin' me, I try to leave her alone but She keep callin' me, callin' me and I gotta go Damn, here we go again, I just came back Girl
believe it went a little somethin' like this: DOH! Get 'em off me! Get 'em off me! Ohhh! No, get 'em off, get 'em off! Oh, oh God, oh God! Oh, get '
me by Not this time I gotta make her mine I hang on you in the middle of the streets To find out how you played trickz on me, yeah girl Got me tripping
, I got it hop in the ride so I could holla My favorite girl outside of my Impala I ain't gon' say you a dream I don't gotta You could walk around in the street
it on a regular basis you talk street shit it sound like sweet shit straight liquorice you niggas sound ticklish 80k large for the Hermes dream coke
