You're a sick, sick boy you are You've got your wine, women 'n' cash Semi-automatic superstar In the pan you're a punk bitch flash I'll round up every
译文: 自. 朋克母狗闪光.
shit Bitches gettin' broke cuz the game don't quit I had a flash back it was the Oakland Raiders at the Colliseum we ain't Nuttin' but playas Diamonds glistenin' hoes whistlin' Bitches
is to my community is so clear! yeah, we gotta save them, this opportunity so rare! We do it so big over here that it's no bare To the punks, bitches,
9 in my waistline, now feel the heat Flashing in a '62, bouncing down the street Treat guppies like a hoe-bag, I hope that You don't press your luck, little bitch
like a perfect storm I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out Show you what this games about Exact same glitter, The punk & the glam Fuck you bitch, it'
he made another fatal mistake. Y'see he didn't really mean for the bitch to do it, But she's gone like a flash, and run, jump, splash, She's floatin'
your self-inflicted hell Break it down Break it down Break it down 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 1, 2, Paparazzi flash, Don't wanna bitch just kiss
slayed me as a baby Behavin' shadier than Wes Craven And you ain't even gotta pay me I take pleasure of layin' a nigga down daily You face me, punk it
makin' songs for the bitches, I guess I'm LL But no mic on the arm, just an 18 tatted on my python News flash, guess who L.A. got they eye on? Little
s like a perfect storm I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out Show you what this games about Exact same glitter, The punk & the glam Fuck you bitch, it