CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Two More

Gimme two more
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more

Dawg these cookies f**king rock

I go to Subway
Any time I want a sandwich
A regular
I get to the front of the line
And this man that I never seen
College age rookie
Look me in the eyes and he ask me
If I’d buy a cookie
Normally I’d tell him no
But f**k it right
I chow down
And that cookie tasted something like
A happy maniac inside me
Had suddenly come to life
And I start acting out
Before I take another bite
I lose control of my senses
Before I know it I’m yelling
I screaming even like
These cookies is good
This average Joe at the register’s
Getting a cookie thrown at his head
Feel like I’m falling, something in them
Done pushed me over the edge
Going through emotions
I ain’t gone through before
Subway cookies dangerous
This could keep me up at night
I should stay away from this
But f**k it right
I tell that guy behind the counter
Gimme two more
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more

Dawg these cookies f**king rock
These cookies is good
Good?

That night I didn’t sleep
That cookie-giving prick
I really think that he addicted me
To cookies laced with nicotine
Cause I got this intrinsic need
That will increase until it reach infinity
Where those Subway cookies
Are the only thing I wish to eat
Call my boss to say I’m skipping work
I have to solve this panging problem
Before it gets worse
I slam the pedal of my Chevy
And I gun it
I got words for that worker
And it’s time that I confront him
I
Kick the door in
Like nothing’s ever been this important
Throwing a fit and storming
Up to that b*t*h employee
Front like it’s your boy
We met yesterday
I bet you ain’t expect I’d come again today
Anyway
It’s your fault that I got this problem
You gave me insomnia
Now I’m playing hooky
I told you give me two more
But now I need all of them
I need all the subway cookies
Judging by the hint on his face
This kid is mistaken this is a game
But I got an addiction to satiate
And I ain’t gon’ let a
Drip who gets paid minimum wage
Get in the way
So I pick and take the whole fricken display
To my car and as I’m whipping away
I roll down the window and say…
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more

Dawg these cookies f**king rock
These cookies is good
Good?
These Subway cookies is
F**king good
Gimme two more

I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more
I got what they’re calling an addiction
I get what I want when I been itching
That feeling’s a target that I shoot for
So come on, come on
Gimme two more