[verse 1: baby beesh] I'ma fool I'ma nut I'ma nigga from the cut Split the blunt roll it up And the deuce is what I chunk I'ma prosper Spittin street
Will someone please call a surgeon Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart That you're deserting for better company I can't accept that it
Oh, buttercup ...lives in a cup... She lost her scream In a styrofoam dream And the white horse came To take her away But it stepped on her little toe
Översättning: Facing New York. Frigolit Väggar.
Översättning: Jewel. Frigolit Dream.
Översättning: Kris Kristofferson. Frigolit Cup.
Översättning: 3OH! 3. Frigolit Cup.
Our home is made of styrofoam. We speak right through the walls. Our floor is made of red wine stains. It makes me want to sing: Our home is made of
[Verse 1: Baby Beesh] I'ma fool I'ma nut I'ma nigga from the cut Split the blunt roll it up And the deuce is what I chunk I'ma prosper Spittin street