Lirieke:
Little Boots Click

thought we clicked like two parts of a puzzle, now I'm all in a muddle Click like the flick of a switch and now the pieces don't seem to fit Click like

I thought we clicked like two parts of a puzzle, now I'm all in a muddle Click like the flick of a switch and now the pieces don't seem to fit Click like

One little, two little, three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot, oh Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the nigga showed me no

you like bones Split the seed and grow you like clones Don't start-me-up, 'cause I'm not the Rolling Stones But I get stoned with a little help from

shirts,Guess jeans-n-tim boots I only drink 151 rum passion, no christ ima thug-n-i dont like flashin i can get a bad bitch for somethin' a little cheapa

to be a Juvenile just like me Would'ja see that my words were a little bit cold a little bit trife Down with Tec Mafia Juvenile fa life Chorus: [Ms.

for trickin' Pay my own bail, commence to kickin' Lick in the door, wavin' the four-four All you heard was, poppa don't hit me no more Disrespect my click

sight of Pimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat Bitchin to skins, saw that I can tell you where the mob at At the click, summer

Kid, shit's real I ain't no John Wayne, these niggas gangbang The Four Horsemen, that's the click I'm wit You mean the little bitty niggas with the itchy