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Tekster: Tricky. Who.

Tricky :
Who want the chicken?
It's fuckin' finger-lickin'
I'll be the baller
Wishin' I was taller
Yeah, you're makin' me look red
Yeah, you just won't let

Nearly, nearly, nearly
Nearly everyone needs something
You can't tell me nothing
Who wants December?
Gonna run forget her
Who needs effects?
Who needs to pay for sex?
When they drop the bomb
(When they)
Who will stay calm?
Blood will spill
Who would you kill?

Don't tell me nothing
Everyone wants something
Who wants to do this?
We all grow up and be this
Some may eat the people
The apple and the people
Some days, some days

Who like it chunky?
Who has a little monkey?
Who snorts coke?
Who's flat broke?
Who lie on the mic?
Who likes the place?
Who likes place on the little riddle?
Fiddles want to fiddle
and fraud and rob
Hey diddle diddle
Split it down the middle

Who's gonna last?
Who's gonna blast?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Who's got a giggle?
Who walks with a wiggle?
Who kills people,
steals and builds a steeple?
Who's your crew?
Who the fuck you talking to?
Yeah, yeah

Who sees your fists?
I wanna walk down Bristol
Who did the chunk?
Who's fakin' the funk?
Could you love?
Could you love?
Could you love?
Or do you like flirtin'?
When it's around you kill it for certain

Who runs the station?
Who likes double penetration?
Who got the mark?
(Who's got the mark?)
Who lose hesitation?
Yet easing into winning
It's getting
for a little minute
It's new ways
It's what made us
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

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