Papa Roach
Papa Roach - Cheez-z-Fux songtekst
Je score:
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 A PIMP Back