boys with the boards by the shore with the tan and good teeth unlike me So I cross my arms around myself and pretend like I don't care They can run around me
Översättning: Mor Höfter. Run Around Me.
the boys with the boards by the shore with the tan and good teeth unlike me So I cross my arms around myself and pretend like I don't care They can run around me
the floor in the round [Bridge] People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me
' me Put me back together, assemble my brain It's my worst enemy Look at these people stare, I tremble Why do they hate me? Goodbye, everybody Father, are you speakin' to me
me in a midst brawl Showin' out in front of folk that'll make me kill y'all Muthafuckin' ass beat ya down like ya stole somethin' Turn right around hey, hoe, let me
E you ain't stylish It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run for your mother
' flows yo and doin' shows Keepin' Crys, some pass me that Henny No ice where the ballers at, let's roll dice Booty want the mother, yea, I see you peepin' me
the blow The way you walk around me. The way you talk around me. You act so speechless. You've got nothing to say. The way you walk around me. The way
wanna get next to me Molestin' me, sexually, I give 'em ecsatcy I'm with the Lam., not Lester B. Get a fat bag of weed from Chester Le Mother fuckers
, turn around, You don't want to mess with Billy from the hills. Some folks dance cool, all angles and swaying hips, Sensual as all get out and in. Me
-E you ain't stylish It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons You're [BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run for your mother
floor in the round [Bridge] People always told me be careful what you do Don't go around breaking young girls' hearts And mother always told me be
extras Moves my heat makes, shooting and stabbing everyone my peeps hate The Killa "Sweepstakes" robbing you cheap skates from each state, I love bitches with swollen hips
uh, turn around, You don't want to mess with Billy from the hills. Some folks dance cool, all angles and swaying hips, Sensual as all get out and in. Me
