Tekster:
Hood Alex

Oversættelse: Hood, Alex. Avner Bag Charlie.

my fucking dad, what is this a fucking purse? I ain't fucking Mexican, but we can have sex again With your sister with no rubber (Alexis' real name is Alex

I don't feel greater till my plush pieces cause you to suck your teeth Till mean-muggin? on my clean-thuggin? mean nothin? Women dream I'm your husband, I'm Alex

with elevator We, ghetto millionaires, we shine like stars And roll through the hood in the tightest of cars Well to me, a flooded Roley's like a swatch watch And Alex

Intro] Killa, Dipset Check my stats man (seventy-eight and O {78-0}) I got to be the best livin' man (you already know) Holla at me [Verse 1] Like Alex

the Carnival was lookin for a ride We tried to pick em up But we had no room inside We put em in the trunk, we put em on the hoods Some sat up with the

don't feel greater To my plush pieces 'Cause you to suck your teeth So mean-mugging on my clean-thugging Mean nothing Women dream I'm your husband I'm Alex

Dappy: N-Dubz N-Dubz Na Na Naii Ha Ha Tulisa: Ha Ha Ha Ha Dappy: One Day I Had to Punch up This One Yute for Tryin Make a Fool of Me In My Hood there

the Carnival was lookin for a ride We tried to pick em up But we had no room inside We put em in the trunk, we put em on the hoods Some sat up with the