CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Child of Atom

Ooh, ooh

Man Lucy bad as hell in her newest dress
If you think her ass fat
You should see her chest
A couple birds will get you fly
You won’t need a nest

Winning but the irony is
That I’m so depressed
Life to us is just accustomed
Hard to get a grip around
Like a cut thumb

Looking for a fat lump sum

Cause where I come from
They only want what they could take from you
It ain’t trouble
My momma told me that my head could break knuckles

But I rarely ever take the advice
On the path to sell out stadium lights
It’s hella radiant right