Testo Winona Ryder

Winona Ryder I spot the candid camera, it got the panorama/ view on my crew from the top so I climb the ladder/ and drop the heavy hammer, and rock the country grammar/ from Västerås all in your face like a gang bandana/ Drivin' your ass bananas and now you plan to hang us/ cause we yellin' out: "Fuck the star spangled banners"/ I ain't a fan of manners, so what you tryin' to tell us/ You better cancel christmas because we strangled Santa/ I know you can not stand us, I know you hella jealous/ madder than the maddest hatters cus you ain't had the status/ The baddest rappers pullin' the baddest mama jammas/ titanic asses, that shit you can't manage, man it's... Chorus: over if you try to F with us/ You can't be sober, man why you wanna mess with us/ Come on man we older, plus we got the best with us/ Straight up soldiers, your shit ain't impressin' us/ You spit against me you spit on the fire/ no use, no name - oof you been on a flyer/ You got two options: you win or retire/ If I should take a guess man you dead on arrival/ Rappers keep rappin' but I shit on a rival/ Haters keep hatin', deejays spinnin' the vinyl/ Where that bandit queen, if I could only find her/ I´m on a shoplifting spree with Winona Ryder/ Pick me up in the truck 20 inch rim on the tyre/ check her new movie then take a spin on the highway/ Ride days and nights she ain't gonna tire/ I be like damn where you been all my life... Chorus: then it's over, when police come stressin' us/ They pullin' us over, man I swear they tryin' to set us up/ Cus she was drivin' sober, but they lyin' and say she drunk/ Then she tapped me on my shoulder, said hold on we gon' have some fun/ Pedal to the metal straight up rebel without a pause/ lowerin' the level she ain't never been down with laws/ Ready when you ready - Yeah whatever man just be off/ Together forever or at least till she drop me off/ Beggin' on the phone for her to come home/ Sittin' all alone all while she run on/ out to save the world, yo baby girl/ a lot of work to be done, feel like a jerk with a song/ going: Girl, won't you come home/ come home to your schlookum, Bosseschlook/ Come home to your schlookum, schlookum/ I´m so happy you're my lover/ To be fe me lover/ oh girl you got the qualifications/ Cus I was checkin' you out/ and now you're with me/ So if you leave me now it' s pain and misery/ for me/ Cus you're a girl that is so sweet/ as sweet as can be...