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Limitazioni di età: 18+
Lingua della canzone: Inglese
Complicated |
| Just rock with me baby |
| Instead of walkin around, come cool with me baby |
| Instead of havin your doubts, come rock with me baby |
| So — WHY YOU GOTTA GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED? |
| All of your life, all she wanted to be |
| Was somebody with a college degree |
| Swore up and down that you ain’t need me |
| I used to tell you all the time that it ain’t easy |
| Puppy love’s what we had in the past |
| Now you a lady and you full of pizzazz |
| You tell me that I’m crazy and my life won’t last |
| I’m gettin cash comin out my ass |
| I got game, I can’t change, I swear |
| All I love is my family and beer (beer) |
| Most niggas is square |
| But my mind ain’t designed to care (that's right nigga) |
| Now you can move slow, or you could shake it fast |
| It don’t matter girl, go on and bounce your ass |
| See I’m a boss playa, just like my big homies |
| Addicted to money with weed with the cig' on it |
| Now you ain’t a dimepiece (nope) but you’s a strong lady (yeah) |
| Your ass is think, lookin sweet like a prom date |
| But I ain’t the prom king, bitch I’m the prom fiend |
| E.D.I. the crunk king, c’mon, do your thing |
| Just rock with me baby |
| Instead of walkin around, come cool with me baby |
| Instead of havin your doubts, come drink with me baby |
| So — WHY YOU GOTTA GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED? |
| I’m a thug and he a thug, be showin love to the Thug Brothers |
| In the streets or in the club we some cool muh’fuckers |
| Come and kick it with me shorty, we tryna get to know you |
| Don’t need anything cause my clique is wide, we bonafied soldiers |
| Dance floor is where I met her, Sean Paul was in the speakers |
| Twistin the hips and doin that reggae shit, damn I wanted to freak her |
| But instead I played it mellow, like «How you doin? Hello» (what's up girl) |
| If you ain’t got no fella, let me take you to that other level |
| And she was wit it, wit it; I’m talkin about off the hinges |
| Grey Goose and Hennessy, this bitch was Dennis Menace |
| Pullin my sleeve and I’m like, «Damn baby, hold on |
| You fuckin up the Phat Farm suit, bitch roll on» |
| You complicate my pimpin hand, can’t you see I’m a simple man? (L-Burna) |
| You fuck around and wear a brick, from the Timberland’s |
| Situation went fine, baby way passed faded |
| So (WHY YOU GOTTA GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED?) |
| Silly motherfuckers! |
| Now, I got game, mo' game |
| Sit back and watch the movie, let it play |
| We do the same ol' shit every day |
| Get high, and watch the paper stack; now can you handle that? |
| Yeah, Bone Thugs, yeah, Outlawz |
| Uh, Deenucka, Self Service Entertainment |
| Deuce-double-oh-fo', Thug niggas. |
| (WHY YOU GOTTA GO AND MAKE THINGS SO COMPLICATED?) |
| Don’t give these bitches the time of day when they around here actin up |
| And actin like they don’t know the motherfuckin program |
| Bitch beat it, we not on that bullshit |
| This real thug shit, real soldiers, respect us like that |
| Cause we will smack the shit out you, ha ha, motherfuckers |
| Yeah, yeah, Layzie Bone y’all |