never there Probably didn't care That you had a son While you on the run That a man is what I am, tho' you didn't give a damn When you left her on her
Probably didn?t care That you had a son While you on the run [Chorus] That a man is what I am, Tho you didn?t give a damn When you left her on her own
翻訳: ヒューストン. くそーを与えていない.
face Repping Texas, got that real estate down in that realest state Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face On my watch but forgot and went a got them both a
I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare Really round at the bottom, a little
Probably didn't care That you had a son While you on the run [Chorus] That a man is what I am, Tho you didn't give a damn When you left her on her own
the sideburns You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn But he was a gentleman about it An' bent over and with a half way grin
me You obviously didn't miss a beer I used to argue about everythin' With folks that just didn't hear Realized, I was wastin' words Like whisperin' in a
called baller in Houston mad Officer he was boot-leggin', so I had to abuse his ass Didn't really wanna use a gat, and catch a case so I used a bat Might
insane in the brain, motherfuckers in my face Claiming that I owe them something mayn, don't let me catch no case I don't really give a damn about nothing
t clear, My two eyes just didn't tear, 'cause weakness is what I didn't feel, (yeah!) It's a better result than last time, But this grind, it's a different
didn't care, as you walked away I was stare At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare Really round at the bottom, a little thin
in that realest state Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face On my watch but forgot and went a got them both a place Fix ya face
if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when I wrote this so suck, my dick Cause I don't give a fuck if you don't like, my shit Cause I was high when
. You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn. But he was a gentleman about it, an' bent over and with a half way grin, Picked
'm a get like That's for sure, I'm a give right after the brawl Small timers, too late for you to come up You won't get a name off me, you get done up
