Tekster:
Fun Lovin Criminals Bag Of Hits

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on The wanna be the gangster The wanna be the dapper don, Don John on the wall, I said, "I'm your biggest

He got the pizza and brew, sensational Twenty thousand out on the street and accidental Here's to the one, the one around my way Giving love to the peoples

the Fun Lovin' Criminal, the criminal Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal, the criminal The Fun Lovin' Criminal The Fun Lovin' Criminal The Fun Lovin' Criminal

It's just a hill of beans to some Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump See I grew up on the hill but still I keep ready Had a mind

're always fun loving, so don't start bugging If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal

He got the pizza and brew, sensational 20,000 out on the street and accidental Here's to the one, the one around my way Giving love to the peoples, many

I see her out (shit) All over town But I get no play My man says you gotta be crazy I talk of things That might be to her And a voice that makes A pulse

My man was workin at the seafood spot Sellin fish n chips and dealin bags of pot Dressed in a pirates uniform and all Lookin like a fool headin for a

Chorus: Barry White, saved my life And if Barry White, saved your life Or got you back with your ex-wife Sing Barry White, Barry White, it's alright.