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I see her out (shit)
All over town But I get no play My man says you gotta be crazy I talk of things That might be to her And a voice that makes A pulse rush Yeah I can tell Wepa loco Haremo?si Nena, haremo?si I watch her dance man You know you gotta be crazy Wepa loco Man you gotta be crazy Wepa loco Her novio* might rollover yo So I gotta go slow Yeah I can tell, I can tell He had a love, but he had to leave it I know of love man And you just can't beat it Wepa loco Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love So why the face girl? Why the face girl? Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco Porque tu?ere loco Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco (Yo there she comes man) You gotta watch her walk Down that street Yeah, you gotta watch her walk Down that street Like she owns it (yeah) With a boom, boom And a boom, boom Just like she owns the motherfucker Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco I can tell (I can tell) [FADE] Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco Porque tu?ere loco Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco [FADE] |
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I see her out (shit)
All over town But I get no play My man says you gotta be crazy I talk of things That might be to her And a voice that makes A pulse rush Yeah I can tell Wepa loco Haremo?si Nena, haremo?si I watch her dance man You know you gotta be crazy Wepa loco Man you gotta be crazy Wepa loco Her novio* might rollover yo So I gotta go slow Yeah I can tell, I can tell He had a love, but he had to leave it I know of love man And you just can't beat it Wepa loco Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love So why the face girl? Why the face girl? Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco Porque tu?ere loco Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco (Yo there she comes man) You gotta watch her walk Down that street Yeah, you gotta watch her walk Down that street Like she owns it (yeah) With a boom, boom And a boom, boom Just like she owns the motherfucker Wepa loco You gotta be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco You got to be crazy Wepa loco I can tell (I can tell) [FADE] Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco Porque tu?ere loco Oye?te sta loco Porque tu?ta loco [FADE] |
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It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust
Ain't out of the blue like we usually do So me and Angelo came around about seven With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin' Suspect from headache you know a great deal Your apathy fake but your parts are real More than a little by the time it went down I had crossed your path but you didn't know how A record claimed star by the end of the week Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street The problems and pain runs hand in hand When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band [Chorus] The streets is watchin' So keep on talkin' Your time is tickin' down, down, down The streets is watchin' So keep on talkin' Your time is tickin' down, down, down Let's catch fishes Bombs make misses You get served like dishes Like the soft machine kisses your ass It's not one iota or a comma or a quota It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust Ain't out of the blue like we usually do So me and Angelo came around about seven With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin' Suspect from headache you know a great deal Your apathy fake but your parts are real More than a little by the time it went down I had crossed your path but you didn't know how A record claimed star by the end of the week Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street The problems and pain runs hand in hand When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band [Chorus] Let's catch fishes Bombs make misses You get served like dishes Like the soft machine kisses your ass It's not one iota or a comma or a quota When your time here is over One bum, two bum, three bums more If dispute you're using then you know what it's for A shot in the dark and after a thought A lark You hit the watermark but the thug didn't bark Oh yeah, that's the sound of the police They're makin' the wave because your hand is greased Can't put nobody on unless they're wearing a thong But the days are gone like Yvonne Elliman If I can't be true I don't want your money baby See I'm happy being stealth Can't define my wealth So, yo, go ask somebody else Yeah The streets is watchin' Yeah The streets is watchin' I said the streets are watchin' |
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