Letras:
La Sombrerera

[VERSE 1:] swagga in place now let me get to it I?m badder than your nigga and the niggas next to him I do me bitch what are you doin teardrop tune got

Made me kiss you with a whisper And violently you swung through an unfamiliar tongue Couldn't listen to tradition Grab me by the wrist to silently insist

The barons of industry put inspiration on Hitler?s tongue The next century crashed hard With a loud sound like a starting gun It?s race for acquisition

Baby, take off your coat Real slow Baby, take off your shoes Here, I'll take your shoes Baby, take off your dress Yes, yes, yes You can leave your hat

[Shock G (x2)] She used to be quick to lick, the trick But now she just wanna rub em down [Digital Underground] Body-hats, lookin for the Body-Hats

[Money-B] Show me a cat, wouldn't hesitate to skin it Now they're puttin words in it, so now I need a Body-ody Hat For my mouth, (roof! roof! roof!)

He's mad he's mad He's mad he's mad You may have read the book You might have seen the film But I've seen it with my eyes Was it tweedle-dum? Was it tweedle

I was born in a small town But I'm livin' in a big town They gave me a top hat and cane In trade for a shady lane Well, I'll give you back your big town

I used to tell her keep her hands up off my hat, But now she think she got it like that, I used to tell her keep her hands up off my hat, Mmm I think