little too much I couldn't be you, my friend You're makin' a lie of your love My love, come out now You're takin' a little too much, too much I, I swear
You talk too much You talk too much You talk too much to me Dear father, don't mother me Dear mother, don't bother me If I ever needed your advice, oh
Oversettelse: Cheap Trick. Du prater for mye.
Oversettelse: Cheap Trick. Too Much.
too much to give 'em I done had my two-drink minimum I watch from a distance so I can see Now Charles kickin' me out the V.I.P. Bitches callin' me cheap
BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin fuck You a joke, I choke whoever buttered you up I've been ridin by your house, you don't come out too much You hidin
my niggas dem And if you with me, then you's a balla' Ah, you wanna cheap fuck? Find a cheap hoe for that You got 10 Gz, it takes much more for that
my bitchs, bad bitchs [Trick Daddy] Fuck dem hoes [Trina] Fuck dem niggas [Trick Daddy] Fuck you too hoe [Trina] Fuck you nigga [Chorus: 1 Trick
go back - You know what I mean [JOHN] I'm starting to cry pal You're so out of touch The trouble with you is you think too much Oh Ol' Dr. John
They use somebody much blacker What I do? I called up the Geto Boy crew 'Cause My Mind's Playing Tricks On Me too Never died, surround my crib And F
he runs it down one time He get keys straight from Miami Hooks it up and sells it cheap You ain't getting nothing but old from Sally So your prices are too
when the guests arrive You'll have the time of you life in California It don't rain in California southern There is always something for the pain in California Cheap tricks
to dis Dana, bumping me off Because the Queen has reached a certain plateau All I do is boo and say, 'Is that so?' Talk is cheap and if talk got any cheaper
by the hour, see it proper devour Ms J-a-d-e from the p-h-i ruin girls and guys ? Yxy cats sayin' too much and doin' too much Never purchase but be
, But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder just who can see through it. Bargains and sacrifices. Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know
me So when I'll die you'll remember me This be some real life ghetto shit [LG] Niggas thinkin shit is sweet But I aint with too much talkin, I'mma let
hurts so much more Swallowing my pride On a three-ring circus ride They watch us from the ringside seats As the knife throwing commences And though it all looks very cheap
need.' [Roxie Hart] Now he shot off his trap I can't stand that sap [Amos Hart] And i believed that cheap little tramp. She's too smart on me, huh?
