Girlicious
Girlicious - Liar Liar (full version) (with Flo Rida) songtekst
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'Cause I got a player on my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands Hey, shawty, why you ain't tell me you need the soap? Flo Rida, I'll supply you, we selling tops, don't you know? I do for you what I do for them, girls That be getting low, low, low, low, dirty episodes Girl, I gotta write them plans, spent fifty grand To get to know me, I can get that liar off your hands 'Cause I tell you what baby, we popping rubber bands Tell mama I am the man, tell me what you're saying Everybody gets, gets a fair try You're alright with me, 'till you tell a lie From the top you seem like a different type of guy Did you own thing, I gave it a try Then you told me you were catching feelings Kind of unusual Normally you don't let no women Ever see this side of you I'll admit you had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I've seen a girl all on you, kissing you Now your bridge is burned Uh, huh, uh, huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh, huh, uh, huh It looks like now I've got a problem 'Cause I got a player on my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands I told my girls, I wouldn't trip I'm gonna stay calm I'll just wait 'till later Then give him a call Now he's trying to convince me That I didn't see what I saw You're on the defense 'Cause you know you just broke the law Suddenly you're wrong about me And no other girl will do But boy, one thing about me is I ain't a fool But I'll admit you had me going Thinking that this was the move Until I've seen that girl all on you, kissing you Now your bridge is burned Uh, huh, uh, huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh, huh, uh, huh It looks like now I've got a problem 'Cause I got a player on my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands Drop it to the floor Oh, yeah, you got it right this time baby You got a player on your hands But if it's too hot for you, drop it to the floor Watcha know about being up in the club With another girl getting caught up You know, you're gonna pay, you gotta pay your case I'm coming your way, what you'r gonna say? I don't like her, I just show love I promise I don't drink, I sip a little bub I promise I don't party, I just go to clubs I promise I'll smoke that crush, roll it up Liar, liar, pants on fire Flo Rida in the hot seat, one man choir I'm all about them, 'cos she told me to go Rida Tearing up the bed, but I be a scuba diver Uh, huh, uh, huh I guess I was wrong about him Uh, huh, uh, huh It looks like now I've got a problem 'Cause I got a player on my hands I got a real jabber on my hands I got a faker on my hands Got a good liar on my hands Watcha know about being up in the club With another girl getting caught up You know, you're gonna pay, you gotta pay your case I'm coming your way, what you'r gonna say?
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Auteur: Kevin Cossum, Andrew Harr, Jermaine Jackson
Componist: ?
Publisher: Geffen Records
Laatst bijgewerkt door Anonymous op Wednesday 14th of July 2010 07:53