promise breaks But you'll be back again to say Who you like best Lights and music Are on my mind Be my baby One more time Lights and music Are on my
promise breaks but you'll be back again to say who you want next lights and music are on my mind be my baby one more time lights and music are on my
Prijevod: Cut Copy. Svjetla i glazba.
your promise breaks but you'll be back again to say who you want next lights and music are on my mind be my baby one more time lights and music are
hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo Bandito, light your lighter
He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up Cut him off like an umbilical cord, turn off his lights We need
touch the floor As soon as we finish cuttin', we can cut some more Then after you get high, make 'em, get 'em, girl you finna get low Lights dimmed down
remembering chivalric you aint alone name is nasty life full of hazzard maverick regenade life full of daggers life for me is music my passion sex drugs
tags like I treat them clubs, pop 'em off A lot of players got the game distorted If you have to ask how much it cost, you can't afford it Plain and simple, cut
just like Grady Tate I got supplies of beats, so you don't have to wait 'Cuz I'm the master blaster, drinking up the shasta My voice sounds sweet 'cuz it hasta So light
Music, I'm 100 proof Got white on white on white, ice on ice on ice And when I'm in the club it look like lights on lights on lights Got campaign goin
jam into Radio Shack All suckers in a place I'll erase and replace Just in case you wanna copy and trace My word is superb, intoxicates like herb Orally, musically
you hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo Bandito, light your lighter
just like Grady Tate Got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait 'Cause I'm the master blaster drinking up the shasta My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to So light
the floor As soon as we finish cuttin', we can cut some more Then after you get high, make 'em, get 'em, girl you finna get low Lights dimmed down Got
like Grady Tate Got supplies of beats so you don't have to wait 'Cause I'm the master blaster drinking up the shasta My voice sounds sweet 'cause it has to So light
