sauna I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words Saying things, saying things that I got something sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye
Vertaling: Knooppunt. Steken In My Eye.
stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' in Got something stickin' in Got something stickin
cry I'm only lookin' for one good woman Cross my heart and hope to die Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye Stick a needle in my eye, eye, eye
I can't make out their words Saying things, saying things that I got something sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye
off Better that than pissed on, I'm the Jetsons, you the Flintstones Catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine Like my
with Them niggas that be used to getting money frequent The ones that would always measure my triple beam with Until they start taking my niggas to
your life cause only one will survive War is in the street and it's an eye for an eye Run on for your life or you can dance you can die She's praying
neighborhood Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
woods Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
it to a stick Then a bullhorn sound that means it's time for chow My first prison meal the whole feeling was foul It wasn't quite my style but my stomach
me Australia, Sydney, might run up in Disney Out in LA with Lindsey Got the eye of the tiger, the lion of Judah Now it's me in my time, it's just me in my
high, then wash the dishes You get three wishes if you're cute and ambitious Like Tisha and Denisha, boy them chickens was vicious Wicked, how I kick it, I stick it in the eye
you can't ignore Like Mommy I love you Daddy I hate you Brother I need you Lover, hey "fuck you" I can see everything here with my third eye Like the
Lauren Her and the car foreign Got my red Dre Beats on, trying to put my peeps on And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan Where my nigga Jim
as the Air Max Joggers, But if it wasn't here will she wanna go? You don't wanna ask, But you wanna know, will my baby weather the storm? Stick around