Prevod: De La Soul. Just Imetje Ball.
De La family You know how we do Just havin a ball, I just like talkin I don't really talk too much, I'm just havin a ball Yeah Shout out to A Tribe Called
s tha way you get a man, get a man Sneak up on him and you kill him And he won't fuck with you no more You havin' a party With that weed goin' up in
't have a plan How you gon' get it, from your Uncle Sam? Your welfare check can't buy a house and a Benz What'chu wanna be, a mouse or a man? You need
I'm alive by I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-by But it's still kind of crazy If I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a
Leave a message for those who call We're out havin' us a ball We're not here for a long time We're here for a good time, baby We're not here for a long
I'm awake but he shows up when I sleep I can't believe that there's a nightmare on my street It was a Saturday evening if I remember it right And we had just
about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em Got my rocks off, that nigga from the Brook just be Whylin' on you, just be stylin' on you When I, tried
stay, lets stay together forever Chasing forever with only you Chasin forever, a buckwild, endeavorous scene Should we pursue with somethin real or just chasin' a
a bit of a tease A nigga need a infinite instrumental just to be pleased Used to dream about livin' now I'm livin' my dreams The bitches fiend, made my dick a
know you got me on the edge of happiness and despair Doesn't matter if I slip 'cause I know you're there To catch my fall, all in all I'm havin' a ball
is bond This is a modern type of style, look at what I did A Devil still can't build a pyramid I dug a tunnel to Asia, wrote a speech with a laser Rush
we continue A fifteen year old girl who wants to feed a fuckin kin too She had big tits, long dress with slits And every nigga on the block just wanted
I call some women whores A bitch a dirty boar, a hoe open up the pussy store Now what's the difference between the two? Man, I just told you that But
slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah Outlaw 'til it's over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk 'cause I'm a
I'm just ready to rock in a country kinda way This time I got a guitar that you gotta plug in An' a stack of screamin' amps twisted way past ten I'm havin' a ball
