paroles de chanson One More Time - Crooked I
Hey
Bonnie,
hand
me
my
keys
baby
(Where
you
finna
go?)
Psh,
wherever
the
fuck
I
want
to,
bitch!
{*door
slams*}
(Tch,
niggaz
ain't
shit!)
Chea!
Before
one
of
you
niggaz
make
a
new
song
called
"D.O.G.S"
Death
of
Gangsta
Shit,
ha
ha
ha
ha
I
just
need
to
hear
some
West
Coast
G
shit
one
mo'
time
(Yeah
yeah,
just
one
mo'
time)
Geah,
just
one
mo'
time
Put
your
muh'fuckin
finger
in
the
air
and
say
(one
mo'
time)
Aiyyo,
hardtop
convertible
- it's
him
again
When
the
car
stop
it
murder
you
- them
killer
rims
Your
heart
stop,
the
seat's
half
suede
and
part
croc
Paint
job
far
from
stock,
this
is
dark
chop
Hit
the
block
with
the
system
KNOCKIN
on
some
extraloud
ish
You
tell
me
it's
child
ish
But
I'm,
on
my
Long
Beach,
Southern
Cal'
ish
And
my,
fuck
a
bitch,
young
Chris
Brown
ish
Hahaha.
I'm
only
playin
wit'chu
My
homegirls
gangbang
bitch,
they'll
hit
you
Puttin
hands
on
a
woman
ain't
a
player's
issue
I'd
rather
treat
your
emotions
like
they
was
made
of
tissue
(What
that
supposed
to
mean?)
Guess
I'm
a
asswipe
(Tch,
FUCK
YOU
nigga!)
Yeah,
that's
right
Fuck
me
like
your
friend
did
last
night
Now
go
on
and
call
her
so
y'akk
can
have
that
catfight
Bitches
know
niggaz
ain't
shit
We
cheat
and
lie,
act
like
it
ain't
shit
So
when
we
die,
cremate
us
then
put
us
in
your
douche
So
we
can
run
through
that
puss
- one
mo'
time
Yeah,
niggaz
ain't
shit
(nope)
Reoccurin
drama,
with
the
same
chick
Twenty
kids
in
your
past
made
with
the
same
dick
Now
it's
a
wrap
on
your
present
like
you
dick
is
Saint
Nick
Now
she
talkin
all
loud
in
court
Like
getting
buckwild
in
sport,
hollerin
'bout
child
support
And
you
done
paid
up
for
e'ry
kid
She
sent
yo'
money
on
other
niggaz
and
getting
her
hair
did
Puttin
Mac
makeup
all
on
her
prettyface
Just
to
get
the
money
shot
later
from
Mr.
Weapon
Wais
Call
Reverend
Ma$e,
tell
him
that
I
need
prayer
And
ask
him
is
it
a
better
place
for
players
I'm
sorry,
I
dig
a
ditch
for
you
critics
A
black
Ferrari
to
gettin
rich,
I'm
commtted
The
second
comin
of
Ice
Cube,
"nigga"
stitched
on
my
fitted
Niggaz
ain't
shit,
I
admit
it
Yeah,
one
mo'
time
Yeah
yeah,
just
one
mo'
time
(just
one
mo'
time)
Baby
one
mo'
time
Put
your
muh'fuckin
finger
in
the
air
and
say
one
mo'
time
I
got
you
haters
mind
puzzled
How
this
ghetto
ass
nigga
thinkin
like
Russell
Goin
independent
was
supposed
to
sink
my
boat
I
was
already
afloat
with
my
side
hustle
Ice
age
ain't
over
for
this
Californian
But
the
recession
hit
yours
like
global
warming
Neck
look
ice-less
Damnit
man
your
bare-ass
wrist
look
timeless,
as
this
rhyme
is
It's
all
about
chokin
chicks
with
my
dick
Then
get
behind
her
like
I'm
givin
her
the
Heimlich
{*cough
cough*}
Bend
that
tail
over,
ya
dig?
I'm
signin
off,
male
chauvinist
Pig-{face!}
Yeah,
my
shit
knockin
Chea!
My
shit
knockin,
ha
ha
ha
I
know
I'm
takin
hip-hop
ten
steps
back
Fuck
it,
PIGFACE!
And
I'm
his
bitch,
Bonnie
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