mood for his love at all She feels messed around Her door won't shut Her match won't light The bulb went out Her skirts too tight She feels messed around
译文: 挤. 搞砸约.
for the mess that you're in You're one with the open head Acrid sound Jackin' me around Didn't ever want to come in this place With a ragdoll squeeze
' ta make it to the St. Andrew's door That's the sound of the glock Even DJ House fucked around and got shot I done messed around and forgot my tec I
wanna do Do you feel for me the way i feel for you Chaka Khan let me tell you what i wanna do I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too
your revenue Then even at you and she'll be blessin' you Caressin' you, startin' that mess wit you But you always good for now and plus no friends around
So recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I'm in thirteens, know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick Mess around
recognize the dick size in these Karl Kani jeans I'm in thirteens, know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick Mess around and
t got no heart I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark I put 28 holes through the icy car Fuck around, like the God won't squeeze If I don't
As I slide my locs on let my khakis hang Westside connect gang connect gang bing bing bang Run away run away don't mess around or get fade By this H
'm makin sure that vest don't get no love Ain't even breathin, leave the body shittin like a seagull See I'm illegal, I got pockets like that eagle Fuckin around
Hey you, you can stay here if you want You can even mess up my life I know we don't got much to talk about Just play with my hair and I'll be happy I
be there just as quick as I can Here comes the night Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever leave me Tell me I'm doin' alright Hold me, squeeze me, don't ever
punk, suck new jack I must stay focus and keep my mind open The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking For punks trying to get respect and yearning Mess around
two dollars look The boy's got at least six digits on So the guns gotta be at least midget long The money is like ten bridges long I throw bread around
bustin' out of your cage Gonna cruise around gonna burn up the stage Do the Pop Come on baby I said squeeze the weez On your feet or on your knees So messed