go in cheap and come out clean I wanna live in a magazine I wanna be obscure with a girl obscene I wanna live in a magazine I wanna go in cheap and come out clean
Traduction: Jump, Little Children. Ressortir propre.
Canzoni</a> Aiyo, I zone out feelin' like I'm in Capone's house starin' at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out Ki's on the table, black
had to sit Between two large Albanian women With excruciatingly severe body odor And the little kid in back of me Kept throwin' up the whole time The flight attendants ran out
inside my dickies as I jumped out the car Kept my hand on the trigger as I walked to the star One nigga walks in, then here comes two "what did you do
"do you smoke opium?" he said as he opened my wallet on the street please god please can you breathe just a little softer It's hard enough to stand up
had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time The flight attendants ran out
just play fair? Be polite Make a friend Don't forget to share Work it out Wait your turn Never take a dare Get along Don't make me come down there Clean
</a> Aiyo, I zone out feelin' like I'm in Capone's house starin' at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out Ki's on the table, black tanktop
when you brace yourself And jump into the sea All the colors of the sky And now the sun's come up The sun, it snuck right up And out on the sea It's
I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time The flight attendants ran out
