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Tytuł: Gotta be insanity

  • Wykonawca: Ice Cube
  • Wy¶wietleń: 339

  
   [Ice Cube]
  Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it
  
  --baby--
  
  (verse one) {:21}
  Stab thru the neighborhood, these spinin'
  Weez winin', scrap with the John Lennon
  Head rests, TV's in 'em
  Best in the nation, on this playstation
  The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter
  Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water
  On a friday, the get high day
  Blowin' at a hot date, findin' Shade
  Black and bicantay, with ass everwhere, how you do that there?
  A sight to behold, break the mold
  Just tryin' to get some before the world explode
  I see you tryin' to get caught
  Well shake what your mama gave ya, plus what you bought
  We fuck and we fought, we laugh and we cry
  Told the truth and we lie
  
  (chorus) {:57}
  You be good to me, i'll be good to you
  Anything you want, anything you do
  I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
  Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
  
  (verse two) {1:15}
  Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
  Explain it to your family
  It's got to be insanity --because I like what you're doing to me--
  You know you ain't right standin' at the light
  Think it's chocolate with that shit too tight
  And if I fuck around and get you in the car with me
  Motherfuckers would think I had a star with me
  Now see the haterism increase
  They hate when you got a dime piece
  And I got one shotgun, and I might catch a hot one
  When i'm lookin' for love and niggas got none, uhh
  If you let me handcuff your wrist
  Bonnie and Clyde ain't got shit on this
  Cuz Bonnie and Clyde had to take a risk
  But most of my money see it's all legit --baby--
  It's all about your state of mind
  Now what would you do if I handed you a tech nine?
  Are you feelin' me?
  Would you stay down like Hillary?
  Even if you thought about killin' me?
  
  (chorus) {2:02}
  You be good to me, i'll be good to you
  Anything you want, anything you do
  I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
  Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
  
  (verse three) {2:19}
  Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
  Explain it to your family
  It's got to be insanity --because I like what you're doing to me--
  Are you the type of girl that would call them folks
  Have your man leave the house in chains and ropes
  Don't need the kind of girl that'll have me in court
  On lawsuits lyin' about demestic abuse
  Have a bitch like Judge Judy cussin' me out
  Garnish my cheques, reposses my lex
  Cuz I come from a place in southern Californi
  Where hoes rake niggas for tons of alimoni
  But fuck the world don't aks me for shit
  Unless you my boo, and i'm fuckin' you
  The rest of these broads ain't knowin'
  That i'm a have you bumpin' Lauryn, in somethin' foreign
  Come thru blow the horn
  Stick your wrists out the window
  And wave to your kinfolks
  Let 'em know who you with
  And to your crazy ass daddy, let him know who to get
  
  (chorus) {3:06}
  You be good to me, i'll be good to you
  Anything you want, anything you do
  I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
  Give it all I got, and to keep it hot
  
  Now what a freak like you, doin' with a fool like me?
  Explain it to your family
  It's got to be insanity --because I like what you're doing to me--
  {repeat last 3 lines, 4 times}