kick a little and cause a stir Sometimes you got to make some noise to be heard If anybody ever tries to hold you back Yeah, you got to kick a little
Oversættelse: Little Texas. Kick A Little.
St. Louis Detroit, it's like Oakland It's a black thing, and I'm a black man To all my brothers in the U.S.A. Too $hort baby don't even play Woofers
got a hell of a grip to grab a hold of Got a lot of cash for a little love All they wanna do is take you down to the mall Floss a little bit and get
tall, go and work it baby doll Now a great big girl got a hell of a grip to grab a hold of Got alot of cash for a little love All they wanna
ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom
first song was written esepecially for me By a boy from down in Texas - Willie and it accepted so good on our dancers We hope you like it it's little
on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This
dance and i'll kick your ass through your leather pants i'ma wizard i sold wicked hex's and made your nutsac bigger than texas and as you cry how fragile
, not you ridin' in a hearse You set a trend, that'll never be forgotten Just imagine Batman if he didn't have Robin But I learned a lot, an' I'm glad
the click I'm wit You mean the little bitty niggas with the itchy trigger fingers Yeah, we're on a mission ta Kansas, slippin thru Texas We stopped at
talking over chorus: Chamillionaire] So what I'm goin try to do is Go a little faster Then I'm a go a lil slow Switch upt he style a lil bit, knahtalkinbout
side of town with a brick in my hand Brook Ave., Cyprus, Hunt's Point, Saint John, Little Vil. Trinity, Creston, Walton I had a dream that a team had a
keep it real ma' you know I have my fingers crossed on a real yo I cant see myself tied down yet I want a Bentley and a Benz, and a fly Corvette and
like-a we Nobody bust them heads like-a we Nobody could outshine we Tha whole CMR, CMR family [Lil' Wayne] Look, it's little rhymecholy Legendary like
on them shiney irons was that little East Texas Red. It was on a cold and a windy morn' it was along towards nine or ten, A couple of boys on the hunt
home They just want everybody to leave them alone While they drink their whiskey and roll their own And they like their music with a little bit of southern sound They kick
crazy for leavin' I told her so But you can't stop a woman When she's out of control So I kicked and I cussed That old East Texas road I throwed rocks