CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Coffee: The Official Drink of Bastards
Who's that dude comin' through with the bad mood?
Touch on my temps when you don't give me mad room
Hands on your neck when you ask how my night was
I'll disrespect anyone with a haircut
How's the kids?
Man, f**k you
Get out my f**kin' face before I flip and f**kin' murder you
Take it easy
Hey, have a sip
I apologize for being a d**k
Don't talk to me until I had my coffee
That's the name of the game, son
Do what I want, and how I like
Then blame it on a hot drink
Don't talk to me until I had my coffee
That's the name of the game, son
Do what I want, and how I like
I am a b*st*rd, sorry
Touch on my temps when you don't give me mad room
Hands on your neck when you ask how my night was
I'll disrespect anyone with a haircut
How's the kids?
Man, f**k you
Get out my f**kin' face before I flip and f**kin' murder you
Take it easy
Hey, have a sip
I apologize for being a d**k
Don't talk to me until I had my coffee
That's the name of the game, son
Do what I want, and how I like
Then blame it on a hot drink
Don't talk to me until I had my coffee
That's the name of the game, son
Do what I want, and how I like
I am a b*st*rd, sorry
