Papa Roach

Papa Roach - Cheez-z-Fux lyrics

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Butterfly colour

in the city gone pimpin

the butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin



He's trying to say that he's trapped

He's got gold chains and hairy chest

He's making me sick in his

Saturday night best



Shut your fucka

Play on bounced

Money could be-a



Butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin

The butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin



What is your sign sweetcakes?

Have I seen you somewhere before?

Can I check your tags?

I swear you were made in heaven?



Deisco fever,

Trampy hoes

Al Comino and a confidential



Butterfly Colour

in the city gone pimpin

the butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin pimpin pimpin pimpin



Put fatty gold chain

Your pimpin and strutin your stuff

Your walking down the asle

acting like your above



Butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin

The butterfly colour

In the city gone pimpin

The butterfly colour



1-2-3-4



Butterfly colour

in the city gone pimpin

butterfly colour

in the city gone pimpin

the butterfly colour



Then he saw the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen

That wide brimmed hat

That fake pink fur coat

and those fishnet stockings

she was just like him

she was just like him

she was just like him



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Language: English

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