CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Confused

Same old sh*t, gibberish
Why the f**k you wanna choke me?
I don't give no kisses, I have no wife
Buncha toddlers wanna sleep in my crib
Well, n***as, sorry, you're in bad luck, you're not welcome
Watermelon dripping from my head, it's a mess
Be the one who wants to f**k me
I already f**ked a lot of people
Call the police, my brand new boots are on fire
Whoo, I wish I had a Twin Dre
I'm not happy by myself, uh
Why the thunder tryna scare me, ayy
Whoa, b*t*hes, outta my face
We need the cops for these real n***a lawbreakers

These motherf**kers are making me motherf**king confused
Ride my Gucci Toyota, get me in my crib
Nothing like a baby carriage
Stop acting like a bunny you ass

Call the mf cops, I've had enough
There a lotta trouble
Still tryna f**k these babes
They gotta stop crying, you know (Dre) (50 Cent) with crying and screaming babies
Sold out, b*t*h