me I'm still cooler than you now you must = realize I don't mean what I say but lying to myself helps me get through = the day we are the same, we are Abbot and Lou you
Käännös: Diesel Boy. Cooler Than You.
this against me i'm still cooler than you now you must realize i don't mean what i say but lying to myself helps me get through the day we are the same, we are abbot and lou you
bunch of women you said they'd be back on my nuts, I listen to you bro and I ain't gotta tell you I love you my nigga you know [voice singing in background
up out this And go and cop some shit up in the mountains Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay fresher than produce Timberland snow boots, collecting more cream than
eagle (Trigga) Aight, aight, aight, aight Diesel, lethal Diesel, diesel lethal (need a sequel) Diesel, diesel lethal (need a sequel) Diesel (no equals) diesel lethal Diesel, diesel
80 I hear a mother scream "Please not my baby!" Quick as I see its you, bullets will hit you, boy Your nobody so no one will miss you Queens start
A country boy is sumthin' foreign 'Bout a hundred thousand more than what you're in You're not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles Pop up on bicycles
milk on your back, watch you start illing You know she's willing, 'cos honey's a star trekker Clothes coming off like jewels in front of Mecca Aiyo, cock diesel baby girl, bigger than
shit up in the moutains [Trife Da God:] Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay fresher than produce Timberland snow boots, collecting more CREAM than a toll
rapin songs, I'm bakin dawg You even look at me wrong your face is gone Every time you kiss your girl you tastin Shawn You think your rhymes break the
up in the moutains [Trife Da God:] Aiyo, aiyo, you know ya boy stay fresher than produce Timberland snow boots, collecting more CREAM than a toll booth
so it whistles Holler at ya boy if you want your song tighter I'm the best new artist, and the best songwriter Don't care if you ghetto or sophisticated
2] [Diesel] You playin chicken rhymes You kickin on a dead head-on collision Syllables slicin your styles like surgical incisions Envision somehow, someway you be better than me You couldn't fuck around, you