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Tytuł: Just Drop Dead

  • Wykonawca: Limp Bizkit
  • Wy¶wietleń: 283
Ok, where the hell you been?
  Said that you'd been hanging with your cute girlfriend
  Then I get a call, kinda woke me up
  Said that they saw you chillin' with this young little fuck,
  
  I was kinda dazed and maybe confused,
  Never woulda expected this terrible news,
  Not only were you kissing this fool you been dissing
  You were playing me out
  Now you better listen
  
  What the fuck is going on?
  Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!)
  Cause for alarm
  Gonna put your shit begging me to stay
  Even though you run your fucking mouth everyday!
  I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
  Sure your mighty fine
  But you crossed the fucking line
  Now there's no returnin'
  This lesson that your learnin'
  Pulling down your panties
  And leave your ass burnin'
  
  [Chorus]
  Cause I deserve more,
  I deserve more
  You act like a whore
  So just drop dead
  Just drop dead
  
  Rewind
  Back to the start (Go)
  When we got together I gave you my heart
  You made a few mistakes
  But that's how it goes
  And every time I broke up you gave my ass a rose (aww)
  Saying that your sorry
  And I'm the only one
  Believed you like a chump
  While you were having fun
  I was feelin' lonely
  While you were with your hommie
  Ain't that a bitch?
  Now your boy can blow me
  
  What the fuck is going on?
  Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!)
  Cause for alarm
  Gonna put your shit begging me to stay
  Even though you run your fucking mouth every day!
  I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
  Sure your mighty fine
  But you crossed the fucking line
  Now there's no returnin'
  This lesson that your learnin'
  Pulling down your panties
  and leave your ass burnin'
  
  [Chorus X2]
  
  Theres love
  Theres lust
  Then blood
  Then guts
  Your touch
  My crutch
  I trust you way too much
  
  Theres love
  Theres lust
  Then blood
  Then guts
  Your touch
  My crutch
  I trust you way too much!!
  
  You gotta lotta fuckin' nerve!
  Ya think this is a fuckin' tennis match? (Bitch!)
  Time for me to serve
  John Mackinroe
  Ready for me ho?
  Its 15-love
  Where the fuck they gonna go? (Huh?)
  
  Where the fuck you gonna go? (Huh?)
  Where the fuck you gonna go? (Huh?)
  
  What the fuck is going on?
  Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!)
  Cause for alarm
  Gonna put your shit begging me to stay
  Even though you run your fucking mouth every day!
  I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass
  Sure your mighty fine
  But you crossed the fucking line
  Now there's no returnin'
  This lesson that your learnin'
  Pulling down your panties
  And leave your ass burnin'
  
  [Chorus X2]