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Woorden: Sugar Ray. Floored. American Pig.

{I know you gonna dig this}

I put my hands right through the air and close my eyes and stare
I put my hands right through the air and close my eyes and stare

You wanna talk about respect?
It's all behind you, 'cause too many people are waiting in the wings
Born and bred this American pig
Put your foot in your mouth but the hole's too big

You talk more shit, I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit, time for a hard learn

I put my hands right through the air and close my eyes and stare

You want to talk more about you know
About the little things you talk about
Think you know me pretty well then I know it's time to sell
Only move for money that's the way it's gonna be
Thought it doesn't grow on trees, I love to bask in the breeze

You talk more shit, I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit, yea, time for a hard learn

I put my hands up through the air and close my eyes and stare

We'll sell you out so fast, we'll tear it down so fast
We get our culture from a mini mall, fuck inside a bathroom stall
Rob Peter, Pay Paul, I'm just like you I want it all

I talk more shit, I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit, yea, time for a hard learn

We'll sell you out so fast, we'll tear it down so fast
We'll sell you out so fast, we'll tear it down so fast

{I know you gonna dig this}

You talk more shit, well I'll make your eyes burn
If you don't quit, yea, time for a hard learn
Why talk more shit? You talk more shit
Why talk more shit? You talk more shit
Born and bred this American pig!
Born and bred this American pig!