Testo Escape Wagon - Versatile
Testo della canzone Escape Wagon (Versatile), tratta dall'album Escape Wagon (feat. Coolio)
Yo cuz, Ringsend and Compton on the track
What the fuck's up with that?
Where I come from bricks get danced on
Then sold by the fellas with the amps on
To be bought, to be bought by moi (by moi)
So I get me hole quicker than a tampon
I never gave a bollocks about politics
'Cause all I ever wanted was me bollocks licked
Mr. Cool's got the big bollocks
Step back 'fore he fills ya full of hollow tips
Pitty pat, pitty pat, hard on the kitty cat
Triple X got the pussy gushing on the kitty mat
Pretty face, long hair, thighs, and the titties fat
Got her ass screaming "Who is he? Where'd he get him at?"
Then she start yelling "It don't matter, just don't put him back"
Got the pussy full
Is he Irish? Or is he black?
I guess it don't matter, as long as he a pussy mat
Player pimp pulling up in a killer Cadillac
He's mine, he's mine, I want him all the time
That pussy belong to him, no 99
He on that gangsta shit, he give me gangsta dick
Oh, what am I to do?
Now I got a gangsta clit
Do it well all the time, make the pussy swell
Then it's back to the house in a beat
With no pussy smell
Make a bomb in the kip
Then make that shit blow
Fucking pretty women
Then I'm dipping out their window
She drop it low and she's teasing man
But I can never love, I'm too freezing man
Darling, please understand
Your fella wants a go, is he bleedin' mad?
I've two keys in my hand
One is for your man, the other's for my wagon
My escape wagon
My escape wagon
My escape wagon
Now watch me disappear when this rave is done
Four-figure digit outfit, no shit
Patek on the wrist, now you know it's legit
Ice around the neck, gold on the kicks
I never carry weapons but the boys stay equipped
Don't ask why, pal, it has to be done
Married women wanna suck me like a Caprisun
They want the young bull
They want me
I run the clubs while their beer-belly fellas are running straight to the club
(Gangsta, gangsta)
I won't sleep on the bed if the sheets aren't silk
Sleep with a young one if I know she's not filth
All day sitting on me hole, no guilt
All day bitching in me ear I'm not built to be dealing with no hood rat
They love me but I can't love back
Asking will I ever come back
I never come back
She drop it low and she's teasing man
But I can never love, I'm too freezing man
Darling, please understand
Your fella wants a go, is he bleedin' mad?
I've two keys in my hand
One is for your man, the other's for my wagon
My escape wagon
My escape wagon
My escape wagon
Now watch me disappear when this rave is done
Ringsend and Compton
You always knew it was gonna happen
Ringsend - the Compton of Europe
Drink some syrup
Ya
The Compton of Europe - Ringsend
Credits
Writer(s): Artis Ivey, Evan Thomas Patrick Kennedy, Alexander Sheehan, Casey Walsh
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