Teksty:
Soft Cell Numbers

Numbers Pass them on and pass them by Numbers Never hold a good thing down for long Numbers Throw 'em away like Kleenex Numbers Pick them up and push them away Numbers Oh numbers

Numbers Pass them on and pass them by Numbers Never hold a good thing down for long Numbers Throw 'em away like Kleenex Numbers Pick them up and push them away Numbers Oh numbers

shiit be retarded mane Kickin shiit like Jackie chan but over sea like chaliigan Tokyo and Russia diamond got me spendin benjamins Soft face hundred big face number

I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick to stop me from that HIV shit And nigga's know they soft like a Twinkie filling Playin'

your fucking wife Did anything you ever asked of Eve You turned out to be a devil nigga I couldn't believe Sneaking numbers out my phone calling bitches on the cell

they cells that's locked in prison, is it 'cause.. [Bundles] (Nope!) Til I pissed a few niggaz off like Bill O'Reilly (Right) Exposed the game's soft

I used to get feels on a bitch Now I throw shields on the dick To stop me from that HIV shit And niggaz know they soft like a Twinkie filling Playing

so, it was after the bread risin' (Right) After I put the hood on like Lil Red Ridin' The gangsta that's glorifyin' And strugglin' bubbled number for

my fist up Unravel, travellin to the cells of Gotti I shot up a shell, will he drop? Will he flop? Will he go pop a cell? Is his mind frail? The worst