i lost my heart on a monday | |
and i´m still ripped off and passed out | |
too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out | |
one of these girlies made my day for real | |
and i´ve got to tell you a little sum about the way that i feel | |
i don´t know how old she was but it doesn´t matter | |
i know that they do it better | |
no older woman can do it the way they do | |
fukk "more experience" when they choose you | |
i just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an a-train | |
with their buttersoft skin and their curly hair | |
they try to look innocent,but they are always up to sin | |
l- y - n | |
they knock you out at the drop of the dime | |
first eye contact... yo that´s the moment when you wanna die | |
but when you take a look downsouth | |
you´ll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out. | |
drinking brew after school , kissing ex-friends girlfriends | |
hands always where this skirt ends | |
they wanna make you hot, no doubt! | |
and you wanna take a shot, no doubt! | |
wicked games that´s the way how they wanna play | |
naughty thoughts and a surprise under their shorts | |
at any given time she wants to do you, screw you | |
use and abuse you like she´s always used to | |
yo! you can run but you cannot hide | |
you´re a two-second-brother when your hips collide | |
you know who we´re talking about, no doubt! | |
the little young nastees, no doubt! | |
l- y - n |
i lost my heart on a monday | |
and i m still ripped off and passed out | |
too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out | |
one of these girlies made my day for real | |
and i ve got to tell you a little sum about the way that i feel | |
i don t know how old she was but it doesn t matter | |
i know that they do it better | |
no older woman can do it the way they do | |
fukk " more experience" when they choose you | |
i just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an atrain | |
with their buttersoft skin and their curly hair | |
they try to look innocent, but they are always up to sin | |
l y n | |
they knock you out at the drop of the dime | |
first eye contact... yo that s the moment when you wanna die | |
but when you take a look downsouth | |
you ll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out. | |
drinking brew after school , kissing exfriends girlfriends | |
hands always where this skirt ends | |
they wanna make you hot, no doubt! | |
and you wanna take a shot, no doubt! | |
wicked games that s the way how they wanna play | |
naughty thoughts and a surprise under their shorts | |
at any given time she wants to do you, screw you | |
use and abuse you like she s always used to | |
yo! you can run but you cannot hide | |
you re a twosecondbrother when your hips collide | |
you know who we re talking about, no doubt! | |
the little young nastees, no doubt! | |
l y n |
i lost my heart on a monday | |
and i m still ripped off and passed out | |
too much alcohol and weed shot my ass out | |
one of these girlies made my day for real | |
and i ve got to tell you a little sum about the way that i feel | |
i don t know how old she was but it doesn t matter | |
i know that they do it better | |
no older woman can do it the way they do | |
fukk " more experience" when they choose you | |
i just cannot explain why these girlies always hit me like an atrain | |
with their buttersoft skin and their curly hair | |
they try to look innocent, but they are always up to sin | |
l y n | |
they knock you out at the drop of the dime | |
first eye contact... yo that s the moment when you wanna die | |
but when you take a look downsouth | |
you ll see a hell of a body on the way to blast your eyes out. | |
drinking brew after school , kissing exfriends girlfriends | |
hands always where this skirt ends | |
they wanna make you hot, no doubt! | |
and you wanna take a shot, no doubt! | |
wicked games that s the way how they wanna play | |
naughty thoughts and a surprise under their shorts | |
at any given time she wants to do you, screw you | |
use and abuse you like she s always used to | |
yo! you can run but you cannot hide | |
you re a twosecondbrother when your hips collide | |
you know who we re talking about, no doubt! | |
the little young nastees, no doubt! | |
l y n |