Tulkojums: Reel Big Fish. Dodiet to man.
give it up (give it up) You got to give it up (give it up) You got to give it to me You got to give it to me You got to give it to me You got to give
on) But lemme know if it's getting too late And if not then I could catch me anotha We spending money like whatever (Whatever) You see me poppin' bottles at the bar It feels like now or never (Never) Please don't put 'cha bet down mo' If it
it up to K-Town The boy get nasty, Tolor force me, blast me Sawed-off and I'm happy or where the crack be Put it right all for Polaski Cross street,
drug, she addicted to me She addicted cause I'm hittin it ridicously And she know that it's a lot of fish in the sea But I'm a fisherman I reel in every
body i like And i think i think I might bite Give it to me straight don`t make me wonder wonder Now look me in my eye tell me there`s no other Better reel me
that Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it (Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it) Ya mama got a glass eye with the fish in it (Ya mama,
dirt, well I'm not old school (but I still wear my chucks) Probably always will ('cause our band really sucks) Want to make it big (is that so bad?) Want to be Reel Big Fish
whatever you want me to You know that I'm gonna do it now or do the best that I can So if you can open up your heart and hear me out just one more time
try to give me one more Sunday morning, just waiting for the afternoon so I can be a kid again You try to give me one more You try to give me one more
I like the way you do me Sing it, sing it, sing it, havin' fun, sing it, sing it Ohhhwooo, sing it, sing it, sing it Yeah, yeah You, you, you, you
scream Wanna hit it a lil harder Somethin like a daughter I finally caught her Lil chicky like a fish outta water (water water) [Chorus: 2x] Now ladies put yo hands up And bounce with me now Fellas put yo hands down And smack a lil ass with me now Gon give
stay down, lay down, weigh pounds Put 'em on the Greyhound, ride it up to K-Town The boy get nasty, Tolor force me, blast me Sawed-off and I'm happy,
to me She addicted cause I'm hittin it ridicously And she know that it's a lot of fish in the sea But I'm a fisherman I reel in every chick I see She
bare House Gang, keep it fresh lik supper ware The Jungle, Animal House, gat in your mouth Gamble with the wild life, cannibal out Give this full course meal in effect, reel to reel
put the glock or the gauge to the gut of one of your niggaz and pull it The trigga aimed, deliver you niggaz these rigorous bullets It's so rivid and
