Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast. I know I should fight But my old man he's really alright
Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast I know I should fight But my old man, he's really alright
Traduction: Qui, de la. Cut My Hair.
: Why should I care If I have to cut my hair? I've got to move with the fashions Or be outcast. I know I should fight But my old man he's really alright
bring you out to the car. Number nine with my head on the bar. And it's sad, but true. Out of cash and I owe. I got you. Desperate desires and unadmirable plans. My
constant misery, Their eyes cast down, Fixed upon the ground, Their eyes cast down I'll keep my eyes fixed on the sun Shake me down, Cut my hair on
I walked in strong, mentally palming my nuts I got em swarming and stuck, she calm in the cut You know me? I can spot a Swan from a Duck My approach?
in yellow linen, covered in Canaries never a flaw (uh huh) Why shouldn't I wear this much ice The Princesses in my hair, are clear and cut, right? Why
All, even give up my street dream All, anything to have you on my team All, baby girl, I?d trade it all Even give up my good green All, and I?d give
on my wrist, light bubbles in my ear Ladies pass through, I might rub on her rear Pop Cris' in her face, make her wipe suds from her hair Even dykes tug on my
feathers start To drown the living proof I can?t remember these lakes of blood Wrapped in a blanket There sweats a cut Who do you trust Will they
the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East, my brother, to the East! [Professor X]
check yo ass I'm fresh to death so baby check my swag Check my swag, check check my swag [x4] [Verse 2:] Wanna be my boo, plus they caked up Just stay
[Mr. Mixx cuts up] (Hit it) [VERSE 1: Fresh Kid Ice] Coolin' in Miami one summer day Drivin down the streets along the bay My girls' hair's blowin' in
needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you She tied you to a kitchen chair She broke your throne, she cut your hair
