Laulunsanoja:
Matt Cab It S Over

it's over (over), over (over), over (over) too late, baby (it's too late) wish we (wish we), could be but it's over (over), over (over), over (over) oh-oh-over, it's

it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it

life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot

it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it

t care. It's five o'clock somewhere. What time zone am on? What country am I in? It doesn't matter, it's five o'clock somewhere. It's always on five

glass Says, God bless this country And everything in it The losers and the winners The good guys and the sinners The grinning man says, Buddy It's all

I'm on a psychedelic, motherfucking inter-gallactic void G!!! Aw, shit!" [Violent J] Well, they let the gate up so I bail It's been six months pick me