Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you
Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won't
Tulkojums: Atkritumi. Trīspadsmit.
: Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won
Won't you let me walk you home from school Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can Get tickets for the dance And I'll take you Won'
It's hard bein' a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady called me up, oh She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it any more, more I can't stand
and triple Cause of you whinin bout him rubbin his nipple Religious? Shit, you helped them bands Instead of helpin them poor people eatin outta them garbage
you never shut up Shut up Shut up Twenty-five hours, eight days a week Thirteen months outta year, is when you speak I'm tired of listening to the garbage
em Rhymes set you jumped like I poured king cobra over ya Guess what, this is a stick up Give me back my shit before I start pickin' bricks up Garbage
Before being a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady called me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more, more I can't stand
Before being a man Livin' in a garbage pail My landlady call me up She tried to hit me with a mop I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore
Re, fuck the industry, it's all about Mi, you ain't goin' FA 'Cause 'Face said so, puffin on the L.A. (Ti do) You a trash ass nigga slash garbage ass
yo' pistol out the window have a few drinks wit me Nigga get fired up Out of state dummy license plate faulty ass tags Trunk full of out door weed back seat full of garbage
set you jumped like I poured king cobra over ya Guess what, this is a stick up Give me back my shit before I start pickin bricks up Garbage mc's better
a gentleman Friendly like Neighbors, not Jim but like Gomer I got Pyle's of loot Attention salute - I kill loot but won't dilute Even if I threw garbage
up A black mack, black six, and a black Hummer Them thirteen hundreds fourteen hundreds We be gettin' money Drop it off, get to work nigga keep it runnin' Garbage
