Letras:
Something With Numbers This Will Be The Last Time

About now, you're thinking to yourself, just how Did this jerk make it through school without ever getting plowed? Wannabe, I see him all the time on TV What makes this

will do all these words to this song Showdown I'm about to lay your body down Rodeo be like up and down 'Bout to show you how I throw down It's about to be

to leave 'Cuz my heart is breakin' With every word I'm say I gave up on everything I had On something that just wouldn't last But I refuse to cry No tears will

rock but only theres is a missile Enough Wheres Natalie , we all wanna battery i swear you got her number you was with her last satarday i saw you on the block with

the floor, let's get to camcordin' Damn, shawty, I told you this was bound to happen Soon as you wrote your number on the napkin I was bound to work a number

In town In town Something in the way of things Something that will quit and won't start Something you know but can't stand Can't know, get along with

will I make it to last call Hey homey, you vatos gonna be here for a while? If so I'll see ya But if not you know where I'll be homey, at the cantina

down with us Stetsasonic, they're down with us Dana dane, he's down with us Sleeping bag records, they're down with us My lawyer jay, he's down with us Jive/rca is down with

'd be chillin like sup If I was a butthole I'd just be an exit If I was the DOC I'd be like "man this is bull shit" If I was your tires on your car I'