Teksty:
Song Can Can Piano

Rememer her from tenth grade? I drive a Porsche so I can't complain?? BRIDGE Shit! And look at me can't think of anything better to do That just sit down at the piano

a love song i wanted it to be just right tried to make it beautiful but all i could think of was our last fight i was going to play it on piano have

doowutwelike From a lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime Come on, young ladies, let's have good times And doowutwelike Now, I can sing, I can dance, I'

Hoping you fall for the bait thinking you safe Had that ass sweating like T.D. Jakes I want the ones, nigga, you non believers, you can ask your momma

Livin' in my dreamworld, mem'ries of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here (I love 'em) Livin' in my dreamworld

to wash You can't clean, tell 'em black He don't know yet, my discipline, how to act Stack with fume, and twenty-four flicks You can't win, takin' shots

you can't dib me bead My shine, what the is on your mind? Little weakling rappers better hit the grind Other brothers ain't motivated, they can't do

play People you've got the power over what we do You can sit there and wait Or you can pull us through Come along, sing the song You know you can't go

Down in Louisiana There's a grand piano playing man He knows that they can't kid him 'Cause he's got hot rhythm in his hand The blues that he'll compose