, it's your bank I wanna break, it's just yer money I'm after, baby. Heaven's above, no I'm not in love it's just yer money I'm after baby. I'm sticking
Vertaling: Wonder Stuff, die. Dis Yer Geld Ek Na Baby.
I'm ready," you know, and like, I slap my face when I'm saying, "I'm ready," because it's like uh, in the house I'm saying, "I'm ready," you know? And
face when I'm saying, "I'm ready," because it's like uh, in the house I'm saying, "I'm ready," you know? And . . . there has to be a limit. Phyllis: