you taught me how to cry And then off with my head, off with my head, oh my! Am I outta my head, outta my head my love? Am I outta my head or is this
Traduction: M. Ward. Outta My Head.
outta me man They say I work just what I am I'm an artist, Don't waste your time being a critic Because I'm critically acclaimed motherfucker Around the World, I'm
m a show you what my G like, what my crippin' like nigga Any nigga claimin' what I claim, that nigga come to my city or town nigga Handle that nigga,
m an artist, Dont waste your time being a critic Because I'm critically acclaimed muthaf-cker Around the World, I'm 1 of 1 There will never be another me I'm
s move these bitches in lets get these niggas out Is that your girl keep talking shit I'ma slap the gold outta her mouth 'Cuz I'm a real nigga for all my trio niggas I'm
your wards, with tha pump, with your chest and your face I'm a bloodhound... I ain't lyin', I'm thugged out! I'm from uptown... and that ain't no Beverly
t let no nigga get me I'ma draw and hit first, I can't let no nigga split me Had my momma upset, nigga, leave my ho pussy wet I'm goin' out with a fight, my
and I'm gone You can't kiss me, but you can kiss my chain (Without) You can kiss my watch (Lick the ice) You can kiss my belt (Lick the ice) You can
yo face when it's time to get buckwild 'cause lawyer fees are high as hell payin these can't even help my trial So while I'm thinkin to myself
'm pro Black Think I'm a foreigner, he wasn't holdin' up his side of his deal Alien gotta be killed, sent to the coroner I'm sure he would have gone before
you just wanna ride girls jump inside cause I'm a 3rd ward nigga til the day that I die I only fuck with thug girls when I'm on tha block and i don't
me and my homey in You bitches is crazy, tryin' to have my baby Sniffin' on my riches, ho, suck some daisies I'm spreadin' rumors on you hoes like I'm
how his mommy act As for me, I'm tryna flush you out my system So I counter by filmin all my sexual encounters Mentally not there while I'm screwin And
can fuck Wootay, I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up and my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut and my grill be slugged up My
me, I speak to the lord Heavenly choir, now we are in Church With a bounty on my head, and the county holdin' my mind Angels grippin' my spine, dear
