Soon as we get started makin' love, goin' harder I hear a knock, knock, knocking on the wall And as soon as I go deep, getting it in, then again There
Neighbor, neighbor Why you messin' in my life? Neighbor, neighbor You've been talkin' to my wife Tellin' her you seen me Runnin' wild the other night
Now my neighbor likes where I stay But doesn't know the price that I pay My neighbor, my neighbor My neighbor wants what he sees My neighbor, my neighbor
chorus my mansion is on 40 acres who da neighbors call me brain from the lakers that ass paper call me brain from the lakers that ass paper (repeat)
They call me ghetto neighbor, I don't give a fuck Sounds bumping all night steadily waking you up Homies banging on the door because I'm slanging the
Neighbor, what has you so excited? Do tell me please Haven't you heard a child is born that all want to see? Son of a pure and modest virgin, Mary's her
(valien) (chappell-morris ltd.) Neighbour neighbour Don't worry about what goes on in my house Always looking for something to gossip about You're going
Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah You see I was getting older, man So I decided to do something a little smart So I put some dough aside And I bought
Neighbours, neighbours, neighbours Neighbours Have I got neighbours? Have I got neighbours? All day and all night Neighbours Have I got neighbours? Ringing
Sittin' in your front yard , Drinkin' lemonade Suburban life, a pretty wife You think you've got it made But you don't know what's in the store, For
Welcome everybody to our humble abode Like Ford to Orenthal, let's get the show on the road So turn down your lights and turn up your speakers Everybody
We are neighbors (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We are neighbors Whether we wanna be or not Bom-bom-bom-bom, I told you so Bom-bom-bom-bom, didn't you know? Bom-
if only i knew knowledge so keen to razor new neighbors i knowing me would isn't it beautiful? ask her ask him ask and ask and ask. i guess i learned
Shhhhhh... Damn Aint he over there sleep? Naw dont be comin to me talkn that shit Yall was makin all that damn noise yesturday Aw n i hear he aint
I don't really care if you call me a fag I've known fags who are better men than you And I know you're not measured by what you're called You're measured
The wind blew a path through the fallen leaves And there showed a crack in the old oak tree The door stood as if it was standing guard Of the dozen chipmunks
Fresh out of school, she makes her own rules Katy's havin' the time of her life She's talkin' to George, the bookie next door Seven phones ringin' day
Black men leaders cried for freedom White policemen shot them dead The survivors get in prison Based on laws which no one understands White man yawning