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• Artiste: Limp Bizkit
• Titre: Just Drop Dead
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Ok, where the hell you been? Said that you'd been hanging with your cute girlfriend Then I get a call, kinda woke me up Said that they saw you chillin' with this young little fuck, I was kinda dazed and maybe confused, Never woulda expected this terrible news, Not only were you kissing this fool you been dissing You were playing me out Now you better listen What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!) Cause for alarm Gonna put your shit begging me to stay Even though you run your fucking mouth everyday! I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass Sure your mighty fine But you crossed the fucking line Now there's no returnin' This lesson that your learnin' Pulling down your panties And leave your ass burnin' [Chorus] Cause I deserve more, I deserve more You act like a whore So just drop dead Just drop dead Rewind Back to the start (Go) When we got together I gave you my heart You made a few mistakes But that's how it goes And every time I broke up you gave my ass a rose (aww) Saying that your sorry And I'm the only one Believed you like a chump While you were having fun I was feelin' lonely While you were with your hommie Ain't that a bitch? Now your boy can blow me What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!) Cause for alarm Gonna put your shit begging me to stay Even though you run your fucking mouth every day! I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass Sure your mighty fine But you crossed the fucking line Now there's no returnin' This lesson that your learnin' Pulling down your panties and leave your ass burnin' [Chorus X2] Theres love Theres lust Then blood Then guts Your touch My crutch I trust you way too much Theres love Theres lust Then blood Then guts Your touch My crutch I trust you way too much!! You gotta lotta fuckin' nerve! Ya think this is a fuckin' tennis match? (Bitch!) Time for me to serve John Mackinroe Ready for me ho? Its 15-love Where the fuck they gonna go? (Huh?) Where the fuck you gonna go? (Huh?) Where the fuck you gonna go? (Huh?) What the fuck is going on? Who the fuck do you think you are? (Bitch!) Cause for alarm Gonna put your shit begging me to stay Even though you run your fucking mouth every day! I aint some punk ass dealing with your drunk ass Sure your mighty fine But you crossed the fucking line Now there's no returnin' This lesson that your learnin' Pulling down your panties And leave your ass burnin' [Chorus X2]