Songtexte
Eine große Sammlung von Songtexte und Album. Täglich aktualisiert.
Durchsuchbaren Liedtexte Datenbank mit 1.000.000 + Songstexten zu fast 15000 artsists.
Liedtext

Steaks & Shrimp Songtext


Songtexte Browser
A  B  C  D  E  F  G  H  I  J  K  L  M  N  O  P  Q  R  S  T  U  V  W  X  Y  Z  0-9 

 Menü
   Text hinzufügen
   Anfrage Songtext
   Kontakt


 Wir empfehlen
   1. Add32.com
   2. de.wikipedia.org


  Index Songtexte ›› U ›› Unkle Kracker ›› Steaks & Shrimp
Fügen Sie Unkle Kracker Bilder Fotos
oder Ihre bevorzugten Bilder Galerie über Unkle Kracker Musik, das Leben, die Biographie oder Konzerte.
Schaut auf Ihren Computer und das Bild hinzufügen.

Fühlen Sie sich frei, alle Nachrichten über Unkle Kracker
Unkle Kracker neuesten Nachrichten, Diskographie, Rezensionen, Interviews, Videos, damit jeder weiß es

Unkle Kracker Songtexte

Unkle Kracker Steaks & Shrimp text (songtext, liedtext)

Künstler: Unkle Kracker songtexte
Song Titel: Steaks & Shrimp songtext
Album: Other liedtext

 Email  Übersetzen

Clap your hands to the beat, just clap your hands to the beat
C'mon clap your hands to the beat, I said clap you hands to the beat
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop
Uh huh and you don't stop, uh-huh and you don't stop

We in this Great Lakes state eatin' steaks n shrimp
It's kinds hard to miss the crew cause' we all got limps
We come equipped with new kicks and Stetsons
The super saggy bags and the white trash connection
No flexin', huh, know what I mean
You can feel us fool, we don't need to be seen
It's all about the green, not the drugs we be takin'
That shits free with an LP in circulation, and we be wastin' time
Got them all state, all county, all hood rhymes
It's all good times, thank the lord
snh ?.fpkssihhpi
For dumb ****in' people and credit card fraud
Were tearin' up your lawn, we got herds of Lincolns
Step into your crib and have your whole house stinkin'
Don't blink and don't think were soft
Hide your money and your gold and don't express your thoughts
We get mad props, wreck all shops
Puttin' stops on crews they get confused and lose, that's what we do
Styles tem from pioneers
Leavin' suckers in awe you get jawed for lookin' queer
Can you hear me or am I talkin to the wall
That's Top Dog callin' out each and everyone of y'all
You get balls you come and talk that shit
But Top Dogs camp ain't nothing to **** with
and don't say we didn't warn ya
I got this Detroit thing with more love than California
Drunk DJ smokin' cognac dips
Call me the sidekick thug boy kid with the limp
I rip through rhymes like a bullet in the breeze
And I float through tracks like a shark in the sea
A we bit shy but I comply by me
And I'm a mean mother****er when I have to be
Got young G's with sleeves and thieves on hold
Strategically placed in case somebody feels bold, I told
You ho's you can't **** with these cuz
I make more papers then trees
See we believe in brotherhood forever is criteria
You ****in' with Top Dog your ****in' with familia
No I ain't feelin' ya, got all that I can do to hear
Anytime you see me you should stand clear
You see me in my Lincoln, in the clubs drinkin'
Who you gonna check bitch, what the **** you thinkin'
You can check me but that shit don't slide
You can get your life took tryin' to take my pride
You ride with who? Man that shit ain't big
I roll with dogs that'll rock your wig
And got gigs all money, Detroit to Portland
Cellular receivers and beepers is what were sportin'
Your nothin' of importance, I don't sweat you
Yeah the drinks on me but the jokes on you
I'm all about the everyday nothin' at all
See I'm not doin very much I'm just havin' a ball
I'm in bed by four I'm up by noon
I might sit around, I might write me a tune
I might go fishin' and again I might not
I might get me a 40 or pour me some scotch
The watch on my wrist that don't even exist
A lot of pissed people from appointments that I've missed
I dissed everybody and their mom for spite
Cuz everybody's barkin' but nobody ever bites
Your talkin' loud, sayin' nothin'
Get you dad, get your cousin
Go and get your boy cuz he's as big as a house
Now take your pussy ass click and get the **** out
I'm the estranged, deranged, got domains like states
I live in plush hotels with them hourly rates
I do big plates 8 times a day
The crew be livin' large at the Seafood Bay
Got a way with the world and now I'm lookin' to scramble
Ain't about to ass out on a no good gamble
I could handle anything but I ain't down for broke
So before somebody slides somebody's getting' choked
I'm a no good freak, I tweak skin like rashes
I lose a little love with every day that passes
Ain't a masochistic, rock, statistics, vocabulary I'm a very shy simplitic
And get this, some people say I changed
I'm the same mother ****er with the same old name
A little extra game and extra cash see
You could **** me but don't put it past me
You wanna bash me and got no reason
I can lay up in the Caymans for 4 straight seasons
I ain't a pnk, I refuse to be
I live for what is not what used to be
Your all up in the past that's ass
Hear what I say
I'm all about today and I'm a die that way Bitch

Unkle Kracker Steaks & Shrimp songtext

Suchen mit Google Unkle Kracker Steaks & Shrimp liedtext
Finden Sie mit Yahoo Unkle Kracker Steaks & Shrimp songtext
Andere Texte aus Unkle Kracker

 Songs About Me, Songs About You
 Blues Man
 Place At My Table
 Intro
 To Think I Used To Love You
 I Don't Know
 Time After Time
 Writting It Down
 Better Days
 Letter To My Daughters
Unkle Kracker Alben

 Other
Ähnliche Künstler

 Underoath
 Unto Ashes
 Urt
 Unrest
 Ultramen
 Ub4
 Ultrageno
 Uniting Nations
 Um Samba-provocação
 Union13

Alle Texte und Urheberrechte sind Eigentum ihrer jeweiligen Eigentümer sein. Alle Texte, die für didaktische Zwecke.
Copyright © http://www.musiktexte32.com