fucking fuck You ain't got nothing Bad, bad luck Bad luck, bad luck Bad luck, bad luck Bad luck you got in my ring You dance like you've got (Bad luck
dogs out? who's gonna clean up your mess? fuck you you fucking fuck you ain't got nothing bad, bad luck bad luck, bad luck bad luck, bad luck bad luck
Traducció: Hot Chip. Mala Sort.
cars and ain't like none of them yours Y'all niggas lucked up and made it through these doors, shut the fuck up Chorus: Shut the fuck up [Hot damn] (
die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the streets, seven days a week Shit get hot, you
, would you die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the street, seven days a week Shit get hot
And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where
me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the street, seven days a week Shit get hot, you never
Three and half minutes... MIMI I'm Giving Up My Vices I'm Going Back - Back To School Eviction Or Not This Week's Been So Hot That Long As I've Got
til next year? Three and half minutes I'm giving up my vices I'm going back, back to school Eviction or not this week's been so hot That long as I've
would you die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the street, seven days a week Shit get hot
you, would you die for me? Obviously, we all know you type of cats Let they man get struck, never strike back Stay in the street, seven days a week Shit get hot
next year? ROGER Three and a half minutes. . . MIMI I'm giving up my vices I'm going back, back to school Eviction or not This week's be so hot That
gettin' them all Show off like Fodolo, so fuck all y'all Do you get your ass whipped wish your mom's bad luck? Like ahuh you, you get hit by a truck
