a whirlpool, it never ends And it's you, girl, makin' it spin You're makin' me dizzy Oh, I'm so dizzy You're makin' me dizzy Yeah, I'm so dizzy
Prevod: Self. Dizzy.
moving Half animal, half man I don't, don't really know what I'm doing But you seem to have a plan My will and self-restraint Have come to fail now,
down your door with the beats that hump and thump Got the llesca y cerveza so that we can get fucked up Now I'm feeling real good, not just good I'm feeling tipsy and dizzy
rather fuck a Missy Elliot Before a Toni Braxton Maybe I would rather fuck a Macy Gray Before a Janet Jackson Maybe I don't have no self esteem So I
on! Bring it on! Bring it - bring it down! Bow - didee - bow, Da - bow - wow - Da bow! Tonight's the night, We gonna have it all! So whatcha self, We
head Hold the noise, let's get busy fuck the jeep check I'm down with dackaree go down the pussy Dizzy, now tell me do you feel the heat in yo stomach dizzy
go again With another dance I call the hike Pucker up with your thumbs In with your back Turn your rzights to left If you get dizzy don't look back
, I feel like I'm ballin', yeah I'm ballin' Like a wheel, whirling round and round Rolling down a hill, spinning on the ground Your kissing makes me dizzy
dizziness just compliments This failure of a girl I'm settled now The show of mine consumes me But every pound I shed Speaks volumes of my lack of self
Lay down on the table My head is bouncing off the wall Dizzy and wasted Not making any sense at all I tell my self that it's alright this time I'm being
in the end The Devil say the end is the beginning They teach that we were the product of incest Invest no level of self into their system of Paganomics
look stupid He knows the answer, nobody puts their hands up When he starts talking everybody (shut up) Bobby didn't have friends, not real ones Just a bunch of light minded self
playin' with the pieces that got messed up get dressed up, we goin' out to catch the best buzz Self-medicated, spirit on elevated Help take the self-made self
everybody know what you're feeling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Questions I can't answer, got me going 'round in circles Make me feel as though I'm losing self
if you're dreamin', Let everyone know what you're feelin'. Questions I can't answer got me going round in circles, Make me feel as if I'm losing self
It won't be too long before the rhymes they stop flowing Reality bites as they switch off the lights It's a long way to fall from the dizzying heights
is it? aw, fuck ... Labor. Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breed Via the study of post-adolesent agitated seeds Half the patients wasted self
