The Fun Lovin' Criminals
The Fun Lovin' Criminals - Big Night Out lyrics
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Axamillion morals, difference in opinion I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him They had platform heels, nose job bills And some look like their ill with the fucked up grill Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3 He said "2 for you, 2 for me" Face like a saint, suckin' like a sinner Cocaine makes you thinner, cocaine makes you thinner Chorus: I got supermodels on my 'D' (3x) Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singin' the blues Just like gasarama on Avenue B He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls He said "You gotta have the love in this fucked up world" You gotta have the love in this fucked up world You gotta have that sweet, sweet love That keeps you warm at night - ooo bop bop shabba You gotta have that love, for the world the world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be - ha ha ha Shoo be doo bop bop I got Supermodels on my 'D' (8x) Can't you see, can't you see That I got a supermodel on my 'D' (repeat to end)