always thus I never asked for much When you said, "It's a touch too much", I knew, I knew That I'd be walking home again When you said, "It's a touch too much
Preklad: Hot Chip. Touch príliš veľa.
thus I never asked for much When you said, "It's a touch too much", I knew, I knew That I'd be walking home again When you said, "It's a touch too much
worth it Don't touch me, don't touch me I'm alright, don't touch me For a while I was thinking yeah, but what if? Picturing myself with bare white hot
the Lakers if Jordan played for the Clippers Or leave yo' girl and move to Vegas with a stable of strippers? Yo, I wouldn't dance with the devil, the stocks are too hot
I know I can't afford to stop For a moment That it's too soon to forget I know I can't afford to stop For a moment That it's too soon to forget Man,
we do it, c'mon Y'all remember that old school shit, geah Get 'em C'mon Your block is mine bitch back up We run the whole fucking world chips stack up
stock drop, right on the seams Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch Better tell your man 'cuz I'm too tough indubitably, too dust Do you
cold wet rain Little light guys with little white lies We takin' out cash and flippin' big white pies You rather run wild with your 9 mil. slant You watchin' too much
to move around like moose Truth whatever touch come through in a clutch Bitch beat me never heard of such niggas, say I'm just too much Consisted dollar
, one, two, two, two, three three three, four Hot damn, summer in the city Drop looking pretty, sitting on 20's I am, Big Motorola serving the soda Crawling through the clover Hot
I'm tryna get somethin With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin [Verse 1] I started from a rock, then move to a chip Nowadays I'm the Birdman
And every style I deliver, come with much charisma Knock it off, now will ya, I'm the one that bitches live for Don't get me wrong, you niggas make it hot
