your disguise Slap, Bang! Here I am, stuck in the middle Caught in the middle Hide and seek is all we play Slap, Bang! Here I am, back in the middle Tonight Slap, Bang
wear your disguise Slap, Bang! Here I am, stuck in the middle Caught in the middle Hide and seek is all we play Slap, Bang! Here I am, back in the middle Tonight Slap, Bang
I met you through a common friend in the attic of my parents house and though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out you are the roots that sleep
Walking in my sleep at night And you can´t have me Can´t have me Ever Walking in my sleep So you can´t have me Disappeared, gone You
We slept in this room together but now you're gone And it's so quiet I turn the TV on We lived in this room together, we painted the walls Now time doesn
The night is still The wind is chilled I hear the rain falling On my window pane Can't close my eyes Afraid to sleep 'Cause when I do I would only dream
Need anythin', I'm gonna give it real Just wanna shake my ass Mean when I drink cuz I'm onto you So can I shake my ass? Meanwhile I shakin' make 'em sing, sing With the bang
it pouring in Peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, I'm paid, never gonna be broke again See me posted in anything, wearing any chain Never gon' see me totin' anything, all you gon' see is bang
five hundred a big ache, heard he was buyin three Stop lying, money was sweating, my man was eyeing his leat Slap off his bracelet with ice, and jetted
the guitar Not young enough to know better, but young enough to not care I get acting, might slap a bitch with my hair West coast, up top I bang that
H town nigga from around the way Southside, ridin' dirty like I'm UGK Asshole by nature like my name was Tre And I don't gang bang, I control the game
smoke? That gush Presidential shit George Bush How we do it? Like this Get crunk, b-b-bent Sixteen, I'ma give it to you raw Take it to your ass, slap
year ago, you wasn't talking shit about the West Guess you knew you're shit was done plus the one got you cable Hoo Bangin, you ain't banging shit but
A tech in my right Got a trunk full of choppas Do u still wanna fight Got my partner soulja boy And my nigga arab And of course u konw I'm pimpin One up and get slapped
I got the feelin' we can cut the hell out each other And I hope we be the same thang freaks We can get the mattress goin' Handlin' business while I bang bang