fixed Oh, these bad vibes you're giving That's all folks, that's all folks That's all folks, fuck all folks That's all folks, fuck all folks That's all folks
Oh these bad vibes you're giving That's all folks, That's all folks, That's all folks, Fuck all folks, That's all folks, Fuck all folks, That's all folks
번역: Cantatonia. 그 모든 여러분의.
's been said many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you They know that Santa's on his way (he's on his way) He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on
on blue bayou Where you sleep all day And the catfish play on blue bayou All those fishin' boats, with their sails a float If I could only see That
's John Quincy Adams was number six And it's Andrew Jackson's butt he kicks So Jackson learns to play politics Next time he's the one that the country
t wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me bleed. Stay with me,.. You're all I see. Did I say that I need you? Did I say that I want you
's sicker than all signed flows, it's ridiculous, hold up Told y'all really, really, y'all can't hold up Told y'all really, really, y'all can't hold
t ride with program, fearing no man Hit the car door, let the door slam It's a blessing that he had slow hands But he's still right behind me All these
bwoyy, somma'bitches [P. Diddy] Somma'bitches!!! [Chorus & Outro: P. Diddy] (I want that) Take that!!! Come on!!! Special delivery!!! (I need that) Special delivery!!! (Can I have that
probably at the mall then 24 asantis got that thang standin tall then Alpine bumpin can't hear her when she callin Now she stressin textin sendin all them emails Braggin to all
you think my hands hurt know I can't serve a nigga that, that my man's work you aint a four wall on hold thats a kitkat another nigga want a heinekin that's
the niggaz that say they fin to attack me Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police, I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that
it Them O.G.'s raised, you know them streets made me Equipped with the gator, drive these young bitches crazy Baby that's crazy, more like a straight jacket We stack it all
that?s the way We get down in a Hicktown Well, you can see the neighbors butt crack nailing on his shingles And his woman?s smokin?, Pall Mall?s watchin
in his options and run Well, he took all her money and buddy that ain't funny Now Granny's work will never be done 'Cause everybody's tryin' to get
all them niggas out there in Compton Rollin 30s, Harlem, ah yeah Pueblos, Nickerson G's, Peace Inglewood Family, 18th Street South Loc and all the S-A homeboys All
