Letras:
2 Live Crew I Can T Go For That

Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that

Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that! [Chorus]

to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that! [Chorus]

to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'! "Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that? I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that! [Chorus]

who ghostwrite for me, my brain sails/sells Now believe it, better place checks Bad Boy, big things nigga, HF [Classy Freddie Blassy] I put it down for mine, my crew live

the mirror for me That's why I pick and choose, I don't get shit confused I got a small circle, I'm not with different crews We walk the same path,

as I was when I did my first live performance things I got I know they want it things I done they havent done it tho they say that they my friends I know that

kill the toad, But I'll be back with the centipede I'm on some new technique, drunken bamboo Awoo hoo a hoo, I'm taking all crews what Competition, stimulation for

than Captain Kurk I swear i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the nurse and if you throw it in the bag, i bet ill snatch her purse Ok i spazz, i curse u