my heart break and it's knocking at the door Over and over and over and over What kind of spell have you got me under Over and over and over and over
me Now I just can't give it anymore (Chorus:) Over and over and over and over What kind a spell have you got me in Over and over and over and over What
Fordítás: Pat Green. Újra és újra.
down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, nat niggas kid a dirt Pat-pat with the deuce deuce, it'll work Bitch ass niggas wearin' thongs and skirts
my man Lil Flip Big Mo, Project Pat and the whole three six Yea, I know about them Texas boys Who keep a liter in the cup, and a heater in the tuck Think
and others are blocking I'm running the hood and nothing can top it You can Google it and you can search it On how a nigga come and unlock it, impossible
STOP The bitch eyes turned green and she said "Give me all ya got" The bitch hit the kitchen and got some ice Rubbed it on my nuts and dick and played
devilish Me and my whores never kiss Though, motherfucker we was prone to die Just my green top, yo, we own inside, motherfucker You wanna kill me come and
[Snoop Dogg] 1998, Dogghouse Records steps on the scene Unlike any other record label, we plan to get green And keep it clean, and stay oh so mean So
problem of the orange and the green Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen My father he was orange and my mother she was green Yes it
1998, Dogghouse Records steps on the scene Unlike any other record label, we plan to get green And keep it clean and stay oh, so mean So rough, so tough
to go I 255 (Yeah) straight up to Memphis (Ya show) See what I'm saying Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens We 'bout to go head on and break this
we Ridin', drinkin', dankin', bodies stankin', I can smell it well And if them police pull us over I'm the first to bail Jackin' and packin' and takin
gotta get the green Ghetty green, ghetty green And that's by any means Ghetty green, ghetty green I gotta get the green Ghetty green, ghetty green And
infa red beam And the candy green lac With some duals on the back Put some shoes on that bitch And they stole all that Matter fact, him and mac Every
down and retire you clown And I clap niggas, Mac niggas kiss the dirt Pat-pat with the deuce deuce, it'll work Bitch ass niggas wearin' thongs and skirts
Swizz] Hold on dog Who want some of this, gun right here All y'all clown niggas put your hands in the air Is it you over there? Is it you over there?
