would bore me terrifically, too, yet I get a kick out of you. I get a kick every time I see you're standing there before me. I get a kick though it's
Traduction: Rolling Stones. I Get A Kick Out Of You.
spend To buy patron for you and all your friends Baby I be on my grind Rain sleet snow Rollin up good every place we go Cause we tryin to get high get high get
old pick up line I'ma get straight to the point, you are as lovely as a rose Though I'm not into one night stands, I'm eager to see you out your clothes
Every chick I fuck with is a dime I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone Cross my path I'll crush
I'm on stage, I write a book, flip a page Write a chapter, and leave a hell of a phrase Now, before I go, you know that I'm a pro, yo You won't forget
I could really get off being in your shoes I used to be stone sold on rhythm and blues A heard of a place at the back of town Where you really kick the
You got your foot to the floor but you need some more I got my foot on the gas now I'm making a pass When you making a pass yo I'm making them mad I'
So move bitch, Get out my way, Get out my way I said move bitch, Get out my way Stay the fuck out my way or you might get blazed You ask any motherfucker
run down, by the sun down Slide us out the joint, i`ll get you high before come down Catch a contact, homie watch as I take hits Show me who you know,
] Gotta get some weed I was runnin out quick. I had a couple of rips left a little that was it. My sack was getting low, had a little bit a dough.
, glow If you ask me how I'm living, my reply is 'I'm sold' Smoked out, without a doubt I keep a constant flow, of indo smoke pouring out my lungs And
population's out the loop You know I size up my sacks with a couple extra grams D-Loc got a caddy, I got a V-Dub van, X Daddy rolled a fatty, asked him
doing girl [Chorus:] I feel like f**kin too (remix ok) I feel like f**kin too (remix ladies) I feel like f**kin you (I got you) I feel like f**kin something
You be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget you're in a zone (So
Prepare You be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget you're in a zone
Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo' Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow Rollin fo'-do's, sippin Mo' with fo' hoes I'm a two-triple-0,
