t need to write these mother fucking songs. I love you, I love you [faded] never, don't ever fucking question that, don't ever fucking question that
t need to write these motherfucking songs. [Slug] I love you, I love you (faded) never, don't ever fucking question that, don't ever fucking question that
Tercüme: Atmosfer. Hiç soru Fucking etmeyin bu.
money, go wash off your make-up (they arrived) [Muffled] And they don't need your lovin If you don't wanna give it, keep it Doesn't really mean nothin
] Yo we travel like the wind across the rotten fruited plain We travel like the blood that surrounds your brain Atmosphere has landed, demandin that we
it's good to see you grow girl shake my hand that's all I want from my ex-lover and my best friend I got your back don't ever fucking question that I
girl don't flirt with me I've got the capapbilities to program your circutry You don't have to believe me do yourself a little justice Don't let slug
don't recognize Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The nigga that's jackin', or the fool gettin' jacked, yeah You don't see what I see
no media coverage 'Cause I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish It might turn you into
" "Dear God" - Snoop Dogg "and damn it" "God Damn!" "Good Lord" [over beatbox, Girl from Atmosphere Promos] and never forget... God loves your ugly ass Don't ever fucking question that
And the winner be Interscope/UNI Arista/BMG Lost in overtime Da tombstone trophy for people that shit The rhymes that died Beats that deceased Fuck
don't recognize Now who's the real victim, can you answer that? The nigga that's jackin, or the fool gettin' jacked (Yeah) [Chorus] You don't see what
Dear God" - Snoop Dogg "and damn it" "God Damn!" "Good Lord" [over beatbox, Girl from Atmosphere Promos] and never forget... God loves your ugly ass Don't ever fucking question that
