Paroles de la chanson Money Talks par Frank & Maury

Money Talks Traduction française
Chanson manquante pour "Frank & Maury" ? Proposer les paroles
Proposer une correction des paroles de "Money Talks"

Paroles de la chanson Money Talks par Frank & Maury

Damnit, I love you Steve

[Frank]
Flip the bird at the red light
Phone sex with my ex-wife
Four bottles, one night
I'm on the subway home having fist fights
French fries, a little sriracha
Four in the morning watching Harry Potter
Counting money in my white boxers
You need a little hitch, you know that I gotcha

[Maury]
I got a .40 in the back with your name on it
Walking out the deli with a (Steak sandwich)
Check it in my belly, that's a (Great sandwich)
Wife in the salon and she (Spray-tanned it)
Sweet and Low up in my Powerade
Mix it with Patron in the flower vase
I take a sip, I take the whole jar
And then that sh** got me f***ed up

[Maury]
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back

[Frank]
Money talks and I talk back
New York Yankees cap on my bald patch
Nunchucks in my backpack
Step too close, I'll swing it at your nut sack
Prick you with a thumb tack
Sticky with the blicky in the lunch bag
Wallet heavy pants saggin' to my buttcrack
Baby, you can't touch that

[Maury]
Baby, you won't touch this
But baby, you can touch this
Ash tray for the dutches
And a plate full of Dunkin (Donuts)
I got cash in abundance
And a little stash in the dungeon
Wife's cooking up a luncheon
(Honks at me), “don't be stingy with the onion"

[Maury]
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back
Money talks and I talk back

Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)

Sélection des chansons du moment